As the world became a black voice, Krinn blinked, his eyes adjusting quickly. Looking over at Hymn, he cocked his head to the side. What was this? He had never seen such things before. Were they another illusion that Hymn was able to create? The dust child smiled a bit. Well atleast it was still interesting. He turned his head back as the other spoke and paused, collecting his thoughts quickly. "Yeah, I suppose so." he returned, his voice filled with thought. "Guide something in life?" he repeated as they stood hovering. Yes, he supposed it was true. "So then, you can never really create something without destroying another thing in return. Everything calls for some sort of sacrifice." he said, putting pieces together in his head. "Its only your choice to decide what you want to create, and for what price." He mumbled, locking his hands behind his back. Looking over at Hymn as he asked the question, Krinn glanced back at the black void, lit only by the lantern.

"What my heart sees?"
he returned, frowning a bit as he thought about it. "And what I wish to see..." He paused, contemplating this for quite some time. "I wish to see the truth, and thus that is what my heart will see." He shook his head. "But I cant see everything...nor can my heart." Krinn smiled, looking up at the eternal sky. "If I could wish to see anything, I'd want to see the world for what it is. Or what it could be, if..." And he trailed off, not sure of how to word it.