So, this would be Angela's first apocalypse. She had missed all the juicy circular "bad ends" and their subsequent reincarnations after the fact, locked away in some uncovered corner of the Nine Realms. She hadn't fallen victim to them the first time around beneath the wing of the Angels.

"That would certainly be an experience." He puts the can to his lips and his green eyes watch her from beneath the rim. "What do you plan to do now?"