Why not? If he knows what they must want, then he knows! Better than they do, in fact. Everyone is just so very, very eager to place upon their shoulders the weight of their expectations. The future of humans and monsters. The human, injured by its fall. The demon that comes when it is called.

They will be what you want them to be.

His motions are slow, protracted and deliberate to the point where - there is no question, no question at all, as to what his agenda must be, what assumptions have been made.



There is no surprise there, given everything.

No reason to worry. Not yet.




He's got better to do.