[Both... and the same. It's not something he can easily make sense of, nor is it something he's experienced before. One person, one body- that's the norm for him, and anything beyond that is outside of his comprehension. Even the ring, a singular object containing over a hundred souls, isn't comparable; each soul is separate, their own person, with very little crossover beyond a shared heritage and duty. This is unique, and undeniably confusing.

He can certainly try to understand, though. He owes her as much, and he wants to make the effort.]

It... might take me a while to wrap my head around this. You both seem so different from one another.

[He says it a bit hesitantly, not sure if saying that is offensive to her - them - in some way. But she should get an honest answer from him, too, and he can't deny that looking at Mythra isn't the same as looking at Pyra, to him. More than the physical- her personality isn't the same, either.]

...I want to see you again, though. I'll come back, if you'll have me.