There's little he can do prove the truth of his words; that this is no dream. Not beyond simply remaining. Beyond making that when she does wake (whenever sleep should claim her) that she does not do so alone. Still, there's a moment's silence before he answers, and that alone might nearly be damning enough.
"I cannot answer that without bias. We are-- ah, no, that terminology came later, I believe."
There's a brief pause then, as he regathers his thoughts and tries again.
"Do you recall how our aether - our souls - became ... marked, after we summoned Zodiark? We were all of us bound to His will, in that moment. To His desires, and those that brought Him forth. And not even the ultimate fate of our world could undo that mark."
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"I cannot answer that without bias. We are-- ah, no, that terminology came later, I believe."
There's a brief pause then, as he regathers his thoughts and tries again.
"Do you recall how our aether - our souls - became ... marked, after we summoned Zodiark? We were all of us bound to His will, in that moment. To His desires, and those that brought Him forth. And not even the ultimate fate of our world could undo that mark."