.. she just had to unintentionally rub that in, huh. It makes his resolve waver for a moment - but only a moment. Inigo knows that he has to do this. That there's no way around this, when it comes down to it. He can't leave her in the illusion, not when it seems things are starting to become more and more dangerous.

So he swallows thickly before speaking up again.

"What you look like right now.. That is normal for you. I've seen you turn into that form multiple times now." He knows that the thought might be overwhelming, but he tries to say it as plainly and simply as he can, just presenting it as the fact that it is. Even if it may be a mindblowing fact. "We've.. actually not lived here for as long as we think we have. Someone messed with our memories. These lives aren't ours."