[Silence is what greets her stern reply. Yuna said far too much yet explained too little as of how she managed to conquer Sin. Seymour simply stands there with his fingers elegantly entwined as he listens with the patience of a saint.

The woman before him now scarcely reminds him of the mild-mannered summoner he once knew. She is loud and gaudy, inelegant and impure. Everything about Yuna offends his sensibilities as he listens to her brag about her victory. To be honest, he's quite off put by her presence but her explanation baffles him.]

The legacy of your father is great but you mean to state you've surpassed even him and countless others?

[There's doubt lingering within his words but his expression remains impassive.]

Without Death there is no Life, Yuna.

[He sighs at her. Surely the so-called High Summoner knows this by now. He feels as if he's speaking with a mere child and not his equal.]

Death is merely the natural order of Life and nothing more. Death could've been our salvation but you sought another road, one that...wasn't an option for many who've came before you.

[There's more that he wishes to say but he doesn't. He has no interest in arguing.]