[ He remembers that...the feelings she had, striking down that putrid woman. The wretched aftermath. It's strange, that had been more than a week ago, but the recollection still feels raw. Or maybe, it stuck with him because of the intensity, the bleakness, and who it involved. ]

I did. When...those memories were on display, without regard for what either one of us thought or felt about it.

[ Another recollection as he takes pause, taking another sip of the drink before him. ]

Instead of the phenomena we experience here being the case, you're saying in your homeworld those Boughs caused the very same. To think, you had already experienced as much...

...Though, I don't suppose you managed to convince anyone of those people to join you in some sort of leisure activity, such as attending a Spa?