She does sense it--she feels it. What would seem like fear and loss from most comes with a strange sense of longing from him. Things she understood about Zenos...they were right, yes, but having his emotions so raw and open to her in this way gives them new weight. An uncomfortable weight. If anything, there has been a sense of strained distance on her end as she tries to maintain her own composure, though there is still something her that resonates with that feeling whether she will or not.

Himeka recalls the First, how painful it had been to contain the Light. How tired she had become, both physically and mentally. How she wished someone else could do the job for once--that she didn't have to try to be the good person and hero that people saw her as. When she took up Emet-Selch's offer to transform at the bottom of the ocean, it was not just to spare her friends the indecency--she had given up. She didn't want to fight anymore.

But as they always have, they pulled her back out of it. Her friends, her dear family. It hadn't been instantaneous, of course. It wasn't until spending time back on the Source that she began to feel more like herself again.

She has to wonder...would such a thing ever be possible for him? (Would he deserve it, after all he's done?)

Himeka looks at her own shard sitting in her palm--a shimmering, brilliant stone. Awash wish shades of pinks and blues not unlike her scales. They were told it's precious, important to protect.

"If I found your shard, I could destroy it."

But as far as if that would permanently destroy him is another case entirely. It sounds like it...yet that wouldn't be the end he'd want. It'd be short, cold. Unfulfilling.

Maybe that's what she should threaten him with.

"Here. In this world."