She does not release the spirit to him just yet, though she does allow his fingers to graze the dazed and anxious spirit in her arms. It murmurs and peeps at Wan's touch, querying and confused, though it seems soothed by the Mother's proximity.

The Mother does not answer his comment about history immediately, though she may return to it. It is not a conversation she feels that the boys deserve. She does, however, brush against it, eyes flicking in their direction. "And what will you do with them?"

The question is a matter of trust.