That is the trick, isn't it? How much of what he says is legitimate and how much is the twisted shadows of truth warped through a damaged mind? (And how and why is it damaged in the first place?) There's no one to conflate or second his accounts, after all. No one else from this bizarre place called Yharnam. Yet?

The caged scholar listens to the explanation of the AVF, head still tilted like a curious dog. "...How strange. Who maintains it? It must be the dreamer, but why would They wish such a thing? And how often can They ensure that no harm is enacted? Does this mean They all can? And if They can..." Micolash trails off, eyes going distant as he thinks. His thin fingers twist themselves in one sleeve of his regalia, idly so as he ponders. "...Oh, but it wouldn't have been Mergo's fault if he could have," he eventually adds. "He was just a babe. Perhaps he didn't know? It was possible?"

But to think if violence could have been prevented in the Nightmare, what would that have been like...?