"Oh." And for several seconds, that was all Kratos could say. He'd been a generally lifeless being himself for a while (if one counted several millenia as "a while"), but at least he hadn't been rotting or brain-dead. No, it was hardly the same.

"But at least you saved him from having to maintain that sort of forced existence," the older man said, looking off into the distance. Stahn hadn't finished his sentence, but Kratos was good enough at reading between the lines to understand what he had stopped himself from saying.