"In our universe we have the Dark World," he returns simply. He's rather glad that he doesn't have to explain the core concept and can focus on the differences. "It's... similar. A dumping ground for everything that dies, in every timelines. An endless expanse of nightmares, where- nothing is safe and time has even less meaning than here, it moves differently."

He glances up at the ceiling as he leans back into the couch. "Before John and I met, he spent- what must have been ten years in reality, was more lifetimes than he can remember, long enough a-and violent enough to completely destroy his sense of who or what he even was. He didn't have a name when we met, he chose John later on."

He angles his head to look at Saga. "So. That's where we'll end up going if we do eventually die for good in our world."