[He doesn't quite believe that. Not really. Loss is not inconsequential. But it's the kind of thing he would have said, once - admittedly with different vocabulary - so again, he lets it slide. Just nods and looks out at the grass, which needs mowed, and remembers what the point of all of this was, before honesty happened.]
Right. Something to give you, actually.
[He digs into his pocket and pulls something out: a small, round, white stone, about as big as a marble. He holds it out for Beyond to take.]
action.
Right. Something to give you, actually.
[He digs into his pocket and pulls something out: a small, round, white stone, about as big as a marble. He holds it out for Beyond to take.]