"Good. I hope it hurt very much." Siffleur is not particularly pressed about the deaths of others, especially those callous enough to use someone's beloved mother to hurt them. If you choose to be that cruel, then you better be certain that you will win, because you will reap exactly what you sow.

Siffleur chuckles a little. Yes, he knows it's confusing. "Yes, she is in my memories. I do not fully understand it, but when I came here, I took a part of her with me. She is living in my mind. Mom says that in the place her and I come from, she's a god now. But I don't think she's like a Christian god, or like Creator. But she says she's happy and safe now, and I got to hug her again, so I'm happy too."