"Careful there," Anna says reflexively as she steadies Lloyd. She studies him, her throat a little tight. That's. Well that's definitely a trauma reaction. To... Mithos?

Hmm.

"I mean, I can ask him too, that's not a problem," Anna says, to lighten what she guesses is his load, barely even thinking about the act. "Or I can ask Kratos. There's little Mithos knows that he doesn't." (She kind of wishes in hindsight she'd paid more attention, but Kratos talked so rarely about the Architect anyway that she's not sure it would have helped.) "I can take care of that, you don't have to worry."

And then, becuase she'd like to know, just a little more.

"Is... The Mithos in your world... What was he...?"