His truth, my truth... Aren't those just polite ways of saying lies?

[A little uncomfortable. He doesn't like being asked questions he can't really answer.]

There's no one else that can change the world, or even that is trying to bring about more truth. If I have to die to see it through [hesitation] then I will die.

[He is quiet for a while as she cries and then he sighs.] Don't cry for me; my life isn't even that terrible.