Although Viatorus' lips tug wider, it's not a very convincing smile. He shakes his head and looks down at his hands. "That's not how it works. Asking after something like this. What people feel... and what they feel they should feel... are two different things. Asking after people's true emotions isn't easy in the waking world. They say one thing and feel another and..." And he feels it. That disconnect. That dizzying, confusing disparity.

He sighs softly. "It's private. So private that they don't always want to be honest with themselves about it. Let alone someone else. Even someone close to them."