"Okay." Wolfgang winces. Why does it seem like every time he talks to her, he's the bearer of bad news? 'An extradimensional city just kidnapped you, like, for reals.' 'Something is super fucked up with your dreams.' All the guilt in the land, hooray. "Listen -- I'm sorry. Um, I can... I can go, if that would be better." He probably wouldn't want to look at him after that dream, either.