That's what I wanted to hear. [He does tilt his head to look her in the eye. He doesn't truly think she would lie about it, but Krile will always try to shoulder burdens to the utmost of her strength; he wishes to be sure she can mean what she says.

Her question elicits a breathy noise from him. He could try and thwart her. If he expects her to lower her facade of strength, he owes her the same.]

I'm... working on it. I worked out what I lost, at least, when I died. It's a reassurance of sorts, strange as that may sound. To know for certain.