There was an option here where Will lied his arse off, and nobody would be ever the wiser. But if Elijah ever found out, then he’d be pretty fucking pissed. “No… We got the cup from a friend. A, uh, goddess who can do magic. It’s not just angels. If you ever wondered which religion was the correct one… well, all of them. And none of them. It’s hard to… explain. It’s to do with belief…” Will looked at Tuck, silently signalling for a little help here please. Like, he knew what it all was, but explaining it always sounded really weird. “We’re not religious though, but some people believe we were real, so… we are. Look, you already said you were feeling bonkers, what’s a little more?”