"But I - we - we want to follow your way!" Den Arvon insists. "We need your guidance!" After the museum, and that beautiful, disregarded spiral writing, that is too much for Inric. "You said you'd studied history," he says. "Don't you think my people have done enough damage to your culture?" "What do you mean? You are our revered ancestors!" "No, we're not." Inric's had enough of this delusion. He turns away. "I will leave now." "What about the child?"