Honestly, the only reason Lucretia doesn't look a mess at this point are that her standards for a catastrophe are much higher than almost any conversation, especially one with a stranger. She wishes she could offer more kindness than her response, but she can't.

"Unfortunately, it's impossible." It just... is. There's plenty she's changed, but never that. "You will always have actions upon this world. And I know that is not what you want to hear, but as a person, you are remembered. As a being, you shape your world, and others shape yours. Even gods have a presence, unseeing and distant as they are. Your bonds to others are the strongest thing in the universe. Some, impossible to break. There are strings of fate in it all."