[after momentarily being startled by her words, he watches as she touches the wall, and speaks slowly, suddenly half-lost in thought himself]
I do not think it is strange at all.
Legends and things shown in the clouds... they were familiar, but our lives were filled with other things. Ordinary things. It was no use thinking of vague catastrophes. But when the legends came true...
[he swallows]
...It's having been fated does not make a thing less painful when it comes to pass.