[ the whiplash of gratitude and the memory stun him into silence at first. to think that even laudna has struggled with her existence like this... and from that voice in her head, this delilah? this "mentor" treats her like a tool, and that doesn't sit well with him, either.

there's a lot to sort out, but eventually, iwatooshi meets her eyes again, solemn. ]

I'm sorry, Laudna-dono, that you've been questioning yourself like this. It isn't an easy thing, is it? Finding what's real and what isn't...

[ he doesn't blame her for being angry at fresh cut grass for what he'd said to her. even if it wasn't his fault somehow - iwatooshi doesn't fully understand the situation, with what little he's seen - the damage was still done. ]