[...why did you have to phrase it that way, Stocke? He's gonna start thinking this is some weird fucked-up purgatory at this rate.]

[Ed nods and follows behind him--not too close, if only because those tendrils still creep him the hell out, but he's not about to lose his new companion around a corner or anything.] That's fine. I'm...honestly not sure if he'd want to see me again at this point.

[But that's treading a little too close to sensitive subjects now, and there's still other things to address.] So this 'fog god', is it just doing all this to fuck around with us? Or is it trying to use the people it's transformed for something?