[Eridanus watches her keenly as she speaks of her purpose, her life before. There's a moment where he wonders just why Peace would want to return to such a thing. Was it the familiarity? Was it just to feel like she was doing something rather than nothing, and if that were the case, why not find new purpose?]

How wonderfully poetic, miss Peace. [He hums as he swirls the dark wine within the bulb of his glass.]

Yet, doesn't holding on to what you were before defeat the idea of reincarnation? And how are you to know that this world operates in the same ways yours did before, perhaps your magic will not be what you imagine it to be?

[He pauses,] if you mean to ask miss Mana for it back, you should be careful what you wish for. What if what is gifted to you ends up being something else entirely?