W-Well... [It's enough to make him stumble, just a little.] I knew not how thou wouldst respond had I offered more than mine ear.

[Whether or not Ithaqua wanted any pity, that is to say. But none of Urianger's is hollow. He feels deeply emotional about what his lover went through. The past cannot be changed, but at least he can support Ithaqua through whatever may come next.

Holding out his arms, he returns for that embrace. Their tea is probably stone cold and over-steeped at this point. Oh well.]

I should ask the same. 'Tis difficult to imagine that our paths would have never crossed, had it not been for the forces that brought us here.