Well, it's not reliving the destruction of the world again, this time. Even so, Ienzo isn't exactly pleased. Here's the aftermath, here's what your world looked like years and years after what you did to it. Still in shambles. He's sorely tempted to just turn around and leave and refuse to come back until the universe stops conspiring to rub salt into his wounds, but there's no sense in being a petulant child about all of this.

Frowning to himself, he huffs and looks down at his platypus companion. "Is she someone you recognize?" he asks, quietly enough that the woman shouldn't be able to hear him.