[ That is a fine cruelty. Gorre's whole being resonates with it, until the hand gripping Fandaniel's robes trembles very slightly. ]

You must be his favorite. Sharing so much of his dream.

[ Wonderful. Gorre doesn't care in the least who Lily favors or not. But his eyes are bright with this confession, riveted now. ]

You're right. Eminently cruel. Every conscious creature would so much rather die screaming in agony as themselves than live trapped in your "paradise," too hollow to even know the face of their own misery.

[ Incredible. Dazzling. Gorre jerks him a little closer, a little outburst of enthusiasm that knows no other outlet. ]

I am... exactly as I was made. You may take up your cause with the architect, and not the work. But would you like to know something in exchange?