[It's one thing to be told, and another entirely to see it. The barren land, the quiet streets, thinking he may very well be the last person to step across this ground. It's beautiful, in a poetic sort of way, but the tragedy of it isn't lost on him. Kravitz nods at her, an understanding of grave severity, wondering how this all came to pass but not willing to ask those questions.]

Well, it's... possible. While I couldn't-- I can't displace the living, but...

[He doesn't want to make promises he can't keep, even as he struggles under the weight of this one he already has to fulfill. But something has to go right. It just has to.]

If you believe in him, he will find the solace you dream for him to have. And from the little I saw of him, he was quite capable, so your trust is not misplaced.