[Damn he can understand going batshit after finding out that the entire purpose of your existence was just to be shitty and hated so everyone loved someone else, at least in theory. But what she became is still incomprehensible to him... Busting out of your book house and eating other versions of yourself really makes you into an eldritch monstrosity, huh.]

They should count themselves lucky that she was already stopped, then, all things considered.

[His shoulders hunch upward for just a moment as he still shakes off the lingering unease of WITNESSING THINGS best left in the shadows he hates it here.]

...I'm sorry you had to experience that, though. That was a horrible feeling...

[Even just as a witness, that was truly wild.]