[He hums and concedes a nod - that's fair enough, on Irene's part at least, especially when he takes into consideration the immense time spans involved. A few centuries in a dungeon might make just about anyone hate the world.]

Well, it's always the same with us humans: You get the best along with the worst. Where are you going to be when this magic wears off? "Asleep" until the stars align again?

[Since she said that only residual memories remain of her, he doubts that she's always conscious alongside Wendy... but then, what does he know?]