Saerian understood humanity quite well. He'd had a lot of time to study it.
And rather than allow her to see Jack, or anything having to do with the body he was connected to, now, he showed her the old one. The old man that had made Phaedra.
Her camp. Her family. Her, walking in the sun. And then the nightfall when it all fell apart--including Phaedra lopping off his head, and everything going dark.