[He pulls a chair out for her, before taking a seat himself, one foot coming up to rest on his knee as he props his head up with one hand, elbow on the armrest of the chair.]

I know. I never thought I'd come to view my own Vision as a problem. But I'm sure you understand that I'm unwilling to give up this power. In order to be rid of it, I have to accept in my own heart that I don't need nor want it.

[His eyes flash- the thought of what could be, what power he might achieve burns in his mind.]

But fighting your heralds made me realize something. The creatures of the Abyss can still control the elements- tell me, is that something I'll be able to use as well? It may be motivation enough to cast away my Vision.