"Yep." Chronos replied.

"Looks like there's JUST enough dark elf in him to make it so that he survived something like that." he told her.

"However he'll be after he recovers from this, though, is up in the air." he then said.

"Anyway! I have some things to get back to." he went on.

"I was taking a small break when you came for me, but... eh, this was fun." he finished with a shrug.

"Unless you need me here for anything else?"

Chronos just shrugged.

"I couldn't care less." he said.

"It's because of HIM, the Order was in the mess it was in, and I needed to take drastic measures." he continued.

"In short, he endangered the world, threatened the lives of all self-aware beings, and inconvenienced a God." he then went on.

"People have been executed for a lot less." he said.

"So if you do... you do." he told her.

"Just don't tell me you did it." he finished, before disappeared from where he was, going back to his realm to get back to work.

Just after Syraene vanished, Chris's body twitched again.

However, his eyes were filled with life... in the worst way possible.

They were darting about, here and there, as though they were frantically trying to find something... or escape.

He looked like he wanted to cry out for someone, but his body wouldn't do it. Not yet, anyway.

The connections in his brain were reattaching themselves... and in a very eclectic way.

One thing was for sure, he'd never be the same again.

Jake looked at the ID, and then to the one that had given it to him.

"Uh..." he muttered, his tongue darting out some.

"Yeah... yeah, you're legit." he said.

"And yeah, you can come in..." he told her further.

"But... you sure you want to?" he asked. "You look like death on toast, girl." he commented, looking her up and down.

"Seriously, you like hell." he said further.

"What made you come back?" he asked.

"...." again, Jake was silent, before shrugging.

"All right, if you say so." he said.

He then pressed the button to let her in, the buzzer sounding to show the door was unlocked.

"For what it's worth, welcome back." he went on.

"There's been a lotta people who've missed ya." he told her further.

"See ya." Jake responded, before she headed in.

When she did, he sighed quietly.

"Here's hoping this is for real." he mumbled.

Meanwhile, as she walked, she came across a familiar demonic face.

"Oh, hey!" Azazel said when he saw her.

"When did YOU get back?" he asked, genuinely surprised to see her.

".....I see." Azazel replied.

"Well, whatever works for you." he said.

"Welcome back, Kiah." he then greeted her.

"....but please tell me you feel better than you LOOK." he then commented.

"Not to be rude, but... you look like shit."

"The lab?" Azazel asked.

"Oh yeah, sure." he said.

"You already been to see Sharp?" he asked.

"I mean, he should probably know that you're here." he reasoned.

"Or... well, I can tell him for you?" he then offered.

"If you're REALLY worried about the lab." he added with a small laugh.

"All right, then." Azazel replied.

"You do that, then." he said.

"Welcome back again." he then told her.

"And I'll see you later." he finished with a smile.

With that, they ended the conversation, and he moved along, making his way to wherever he was going.

After about 5 minutes or so, the person left the office, and she was beckoned into the office.

When she went in, Sharp just looked her over.

"....so, you've returned." he said.

"What prompted this?" he asked.

"You seemed bound and determined to stay away from us... well... indefinitely."