[he gasps, barely hearing her words, as too many unfathomable truths rush into his mind. The life and death of one universe alone would be overwhelming, let alone several, let alone an endless number of them—and that along with the knowledge of his own nature, as well. Infinite Skaias, infinite Incipispheres, spiraling off into eternity, each meeting the same inevitable fate... for the sake of what? For whose sake?]
[PM's voice still seems far away, but he hears her. His black velvet ears laid flat against his skull, he sits up a little more on his own, feeling incredible, frightening power coursing through his body—and knowing that's only a fraction of what there would be had the ring not been tampered with by Sentience.]
I... yes. All right. All right.
[his first impulse is still to stop what's happening to his mind, and today, the urge to concede to impulse is stronger than his willpower. He slowly lifts his arm to his face, opening his mouth a bit, planning to bite off the ring like he's seen PM do. It seems like the best method.]