Eda doesn't love the fact that she was, as he puts it, running in circles with the rest of them. But she makes a point of shrugging and rolling her eyes.

"Had worse." Which is true, but given that turning into a big weasel was pretty bad, that might say more about her life than anything.

She glances around, even though she knows she's unlikely to spot anywhere the voice is coming from. Still, she doesn't like how the voice is moving, it makes her uneasy.

"You're not the first guy to claim you know some big truth," she points out, "and I'll bet anything you won't be the last either." Because his little apocalypse isn't going to work, or at least she's firmly telling herself that.