A little too insightful, Eleven decided, heart hammering. Expressing in words what had taken him weeks if not months to understand. He still wasn't quite sure who The Luminary was, but the more people depended on him, the more he adapted to the role.

Only to shatter when it mattered most.

"I guess that's true," he hazarded as the internal war raged on again- a vicious cycle of circular questions that called his identity into question and plagued the back of his mind as often as they pleased. It was exhausting and left him yearning for something far stronger than tea.

Curious and a touch suspicious, he met Yotsuyu's gaze. "..You must have spent a lot of time among heroes."