[ Mona blinks once, taking in what he said - a rather honest display of what she would perceive as benevolence in the making. Every part of her is sad she cannot read his stars, cannot conceive the truth toward what kind of person he is within. There is a notion she believes, as one who scrys the future. That the male before her is earnest in saying this - but she wonders just how true it holds to him. ]

I suppose any person would frankly, wish to save the world or the universe therein. It just seems weird - since my own world still could use a bit of change or saving.