"What if one doesn't require the complete abandonment of the other...?"

Abel tilts his head softly, watching Emet-Selch sidelong as he muses this aloud. This is all just musing, after all; he cannot - would not - presume to understand the situation of his fractured world, nor what it requires to back it whole again. But...

"...I can't accept that my world is gone any more than I can accept the sacrifice of this one to get back there. Do you feel differently?"