[ There is madness in those flowers. They were not made by Set's soul, though they resonate with the shape and make of him; they are accursed things, made of someone's insane idea of love. It's horrendous, and it makes him so small and fragile -- not like a god ought to be.

He does not hide how her words affect him. How, in fact, he wants that more than he wants to perform penance for his crimes. ]

I want that, so much. I want my family back, you know it to be true -- you can feel it. It is why I want to go to your side, to Zenith's ways. Such things are natural for an evil god, a selfish father.

[ He says it, though there is still such a struggle within him. ]

Did you have children, Yima? Your own.