There was a long stretch of silence. Mordret was enjoying the snack that Morgan had given him, while Saint was simply staring at her. Amused by her aloof gaze, Morgan raised an eyebrow.
"What? Do you want to say something, Dr. Saint?"
The eerily beautiful woman did not speak for a while, then shook her head slightly.
"Why don't you dispel his delusion, then? Go and tell them the supposed truth. Make him confront reality, if you really believe that this world is an illusion."
Morgan smiled faintly.
"I think not. That… would be too cruel, even for me."
Saint let out a joyless laugh.
"Funny, that. What an unexpected display of empathy… weren't you planning to kill him, Miss Morgan?"
Hearing that, Mordret stirred a little. He studied Morgan for a few moments, then smiled tranquilly and returned to his food as if nothing had happened.
Morgan frowned at Saint, but did not respond. Instead, she looked away.
