[Why is everyone in Recolle calling him old, recently? But Fynn gets a free pass, because this is certainly nothing new from a younger brother.]

It isn't so much growing old alone, it's just...

[Hm, well. He moves to the closest place to sit, likely on the couch. It seems like a better way of having this conversation.]

A lot's happened recently, Fynn. With Retrospec, with the city. You of course remember that awful month with all the monsters, don't you? Sometimes... one might wonder what the point of waiting any longer than necessary truly is.