[So. His time here hasn't been the greatest, really, and aging back up to this is hardly reassuring, either. It's a few hours into the blackout and there's a distinct lack of Bull -- de-aged or otherwise --
And this is because he aged up before the lights went out. And his first thought was to wander off into the forest, fight a few things, behead a few things. You know. Typical therapy. Of course, trying to then get back out of the forest after the lights went out is a bit of a pain in the ass, and he's been kind of struggling with it for the better part of a few hours.
He's finally managed, though, and so you might run into a newly aged up again Bull. Only. He's clearly not in the best of places. He's injured, first of all, but only minor. He's also just covered head to toe in blood, most of which isn't even his.
And he's desperately, desperately trying to avoid looking at these secrets. Most of them, the obvious ones, he can guess who they're for -- he's good at reading people, after all -- but the fucking one that's demons do come to this world keeps floating in and out of his peripheral vision and he can't fucking handle that right now.]