"Oh well that's comforting to know." It isn't, but her delivery is; awkward, stiff, but very sincere. She definitely reminds him of a certain jadeblood, though of course that sartorial abomination would never fly with Kanaya.

He's more than tearing up now, and his voice cracks wildly. "Seriously. That feeling of universal insignificance is like a warm fuzzy blanket. What a unique opportunity to have my entire life stomped to shitty smears and have it not even be personal! Maybe you should quit your night job, take up the human practice of 'therapy.'" His shoulders are shaking. "Have you even met my universe?"