Ah...

[Waver doesn't even need to say anything specific about memories he saw now. Only one set would bring up such a discussion about hate and rage.]

It was a nightmare...but it was also real. There is no waking up from that. What he did to me will always be there.

[Diarmuid falls quiet for a few moments, just letting the feel of Waver's hand in his hair calm him.]

Is there something I can try to explain? To help you understand?

[And perhaps in the process he might be able to help himself understand too.]