He hugged her back briefly, before heading to the table and picking up an apple. After biting it in half and spitting out the half in his mouth, he sat down, and forced himself to calm down. He began slicing the apple into manageable pieces, in a super controlled manner, before answering. "You could say that. Figured out what his ultimate plan is, the kids were there for that trip that tipped me off, so they might be figuring it out now.<br/><br/>He wants to kill Fate. And he is succeeding."<br/><br/>Done with his overly calm, methodical, and precise dissection of the apple, he turned and gave her a brittle smile. "And I suspect his beyonder isn't dead, but has indoctrinated him, meaning it is in control. So, how was your day?"