[ Leave it to Vanessa to have a novel take on what her death would mean. Or maybe it’s not, but it sounds like something he hasn't heard before, and he attempts to dissect it as he tries to will the pounding in his ears to stop. Everything he saw happened in a flash, and sorting through it is a confusing mess of trauma, of not knowing what really happened or what was simply real for her.

Some of it was real. He’s seen her power enough to consider all of it was, even in the institution. At her question he barely nods. There’s no way he can hide that. ]

Probably why they tell you not to wake sleepwalkers. [ He’s not holding it against her, as much as he could the harbinger of the apocalypse, although he should know better than to sit so close when his blinks aren’t as accurate as they should be. ]

I didn’t know you had so many connections. [ Lucifer himself. Imagine that. ] Dracula and the Devil. How long has it been since you saw them? How soon before you returned?