St Sefiros: *nods his head* As I said, he’s downstairs in my inner sanctum. I could move him there, but not you. You are… *frowns* I can’t describe it, but you have not one scrap of life energy flowing in your veins. You are not of this world at all. *bows his head* Come. Let’s get off the roof and somewhere safer. *teleports off the roof and down to the church entrance doors* *”Whenever you are ready. Come.”*
