Yes, here. This must be it.

METATRON: there was only ever one way this game could come to fruition.
METATRON: i don't know what you were expecting, with all the knowledge you've been granted.
METATRON: and you are just going to have to trust us, i think.
MURRIT: >([why would i ever trust you again.]
MURRIT: >([you knew, didn't you?]