"Not the same. You feel compassion. Because you're a mortal, you feel things without being them. I... find that hard, sometimes. To stay being Cole and feeling things. I like helping, because it's what I am and want to be. Compassion."

She feels. He is. Except he isn't always, sometimes he feels things that are different and he's not sure what that makes him.

Too big. Too frightening. Too alone to look into that.

He stops and picks up a piece of rubble, fingers smoothing over a char mark. "Flicker flash of fire, fierce, fleeting... This place is so big that they all echo and run together."