GHB did his best to keep that 'innocent' tone up, keep it in his voice as he watched Dylan struggle to understand something that he could never truly access, never truly comprehend. In this age, just as it had been in the days of the ancients, mortals were the pawns of the gods, even if they never met them. Dylan had, however, and this made him more than a pawn. A rook, perhaps, but GHB drew himself out of metaphors in order to let his smile widen. "And if we were something... else, would you want to know? Would you want to try to understand?"