[ Okay. His brain processes that there's a fog that makes you gradually turn into a monster. When you were done...you were done. It's not a lot to go by, but it's at least something. It makes Robin feel a little bit better, anyway. ]

What's the reason behind all of this? The pamphlets say we were chosen.

[ He waves a few of them around. A part of Robin is happy that instead of his friends having to go through an experience like this, he'll do it for them. He can't stand to see his friends hurt, so in a way, not seeing them go through whatever hell Ryslig was going to deliver was a relief. But at the same time... ]

There's got to be a connecting point for all of this. It doesn't make sense otherwise.