Avery hums softly in thought, tilting his head up to look at the endless, swirling void above, the closest thing to a sky.

He can't help but wish it was filled with stars.

"I think it would be kinder to tell. Who's to say you can't stop it from happening? Maybe that warning is all that the person needs." He shrugs. "It just seems a bit pessimistic to me, assuming it won't work and all that."