Not convincing in the slightest, but Daimon wasn't going to push her for answers she didn't want to divulge. He'd caught that look though, the one he was all too familiar with- well, wasn't that a goddamn understatement. But that didn't mean he knew the force behind it, he could only take a guess. He then caught the question thrown back at him with a scoff. "For a fucking eternity," he answered, bowing his head and stroking his chin, like the question loaded on him all the shit he'd had the pleasure of forgetting about when he was half-dead in grime and pavement. All the politics and the obligations and the bullshit- none of it he was sure he could get back to now. He couldn't even be relieved, if he couldn't back to his own realm, or any other dimension for that matter, who the hell knew what would happen. No- his father would fucking happen, like he always did. Daimon bitterly chuckled, angry and tired, and raised his gaze. "But other than the barrier, I doubt there's much else about the city I need to catch up on."