Maeve studies him for a moment. "There was a throne, yes. That was your world?" She frowns. A cage of an uncomfortable sort. "I believe I died there, but it was different." She wonders if this is another instance of a memory that happened back in another world.

"You were trapped by these shadows? And the throne? I am sorry if my choices negatively impacted you. I wasn't sure what was the right choice, but even if I'd died, I would have preferred to be free and I have been fighting for freedom since my world. It didn't seem right to let you stay caged when you seemed so unhappy with the situation as it was."