[Positive thoughts do not come especially easily to Ravus, but at least his sister is one of them. Even if those thoughts are tinged with their own sadness, he won't dwell on that aspect, not now.]

The light at the end of the tunnel, then. [He remarks drily -- the meaning here both literal and metaphorical.] To think something as trifling as emotion would have power would be absurd, in my own world.

[And from what he understands of other worlds, most of them are the same. Yet despite their progress through the tunnel, even the thought of his own world, Eos, is enough to slow Ravus's progress again, the filth around his feet feeling like it's beginning to grow heavier once more.

This might take some practice, before he's able to fuel his emotions consistently.]