"Okay." Alex repeated, and she moved closer to snuggle in against him like she had before, her head resting on his shoulder as she just closed her eyes for a moment, breathing him in. They were on the same page, weren't they? At least there was that. Neither one of them was a delusion, and neither one of them was going to go storming out of what was their life here. And their life back home too, no matter which one of the flights that they boarded at STAC. Even if the two of them went to Thomas Warren's trap, it was going to be together, and that was the most important thing.

For a long moment, until he broke the silence, Alex just sat like that, holding onto him for dear life as she tried to make sense of everything new that she had learned in the past few minutes. All of those weeks in her head like a blink of an eye, and all of the information that turned out to be right and wrong. And of course how she was definitely probably never going to sleep again because there was a fucking demon in her bedroom.

At least it was her bedroom at home rather than their bedroom here. Even if Satan was in Riverview, Tall Paul and the Helvetian weren't. Even when Alex dreamed of the latter, it was the same old dream rather than something new. Maybe that meant something; maybe here they were out of the reach of those demons, and maybe Thomas Warren too.