"Understandable, as was I." Quatre is, ultimately, far too polite to stare at things like intense tattoos or cybernetics. He takes them in, of course, but doesn't make a big deal out of them.

:Everything has to have an origin." He agrees evenly. Even such a large, seemingly powerful thing like SUPERBIA couldn't have just come from nothing. "That was my hope too." He admits, toeing at some debris with his shoe, it's just... more dust mostly. Whatever it had been long broken down by time.

"I think you might be right." The young man agrees with a sad smile. "While it's not always true that the dead keep their secrets. I think this time they will."