Winter shakes his head at that. "The proportion is much, much smaller. Compared to all the people in Gloucester, only a small portion work here. And that's for here. Other towns, nobody works for an apocalypse-stopping organization at all."

He eyes her a moment. "I have never seen the want for power end in a good way. And I am. Older than I look." He hesitates, reluctant and stiff because he has no idea how to do this thing he's about to say, and then adds, "Maybe non-violent methods would be better. We can't use power against the thing that grants it, anyway."