Ildraniath listened to him; could feel his emotions, even if she wasn't probing for them. It was so... very human of him to respond like that. To put an individual before the whole. But she couldn't force him to follow her own moral imperatives and on thinking on it, she didn't want to force him. If she had to do that, then he wasn't really Zouichi anymore, was he? The idea that she would sacrifice him - or anyone else, everyone else - for the sake of her species and her Craftworld was a fact of life for her. Her personal emotions and feelings were secondary to the ultimate survival of Ulthwe.

She dropped her gaze for a moment and lifted her hand to cup his against her cheek with a soft sigh. When she looked up again, she had a (slightly resigned) smile on her face, "I understand. All I can do is ask, but the responsibility and choice is your own. I'm not going to try to force you, I just thought that it was best that I present you with it."

Another pause and she shook her head, "...we should stop talking about this. It's rather morbid. Lunch?"