[He hesitates. The real answer - when has he asked for any of this? - is one she doesn't deserve, and it seems as if the truth is only going to hurt her. His gaze drops to where their hands are joined, and carefully he lowers the one at his head to curl around hers, cupping it in both of his own. He doesn't want her to let go, or to think for a second that she's done something wrong, or hurt him, or anything like that. She made an innocent offer; it isn't her fault that he'd reacted so poorly.]

I didn't, but I might need it one day. Why else would it show me anything? Maybe they'll be important, or there's info in them that'll teach me how to use the Crystal's power... I don't know. But it can't be for nothing, right?

[The gods have had this ancient plan all laid out for him, for centuries, millennia, and while so much of it had been painful to endure, each time it had served a purpose, made him stronger and closer to the Chosen King he was born to be. This is just one more step, surely. If he lets himself question it, he might start questioning everything else, too.]