"There's a difference between knowing, and witnessing." Kuai is pretty sure that Rosinante already knows that. Still, it's why he's here apologizing instead of shrugging it off and going about his day. He feels somewhat dirty, like he's privy to information he shouldn't have but can't give back.

"What sort of magic is making this happen? And for what purpose?" He doesn't expect answers, more voicing his frustration that this should be occurring at all.