Leave it to Faith to hit the nail on the head. Besides his own nefarious plans, if he was to quote the Evil Overlord list of cliches, something else was going on, bar beyond him, Peter, or anyone else playing a major part in the oncoming war. And not even the seers were predicting this one, nor the prophecies giving hints. "I wouldn't say nearly eruption day. It's certainly percelating," he replied.
Lindsey snorted at her question. "I only told you what I saw. The rest of it, you're on your own," he replied wryly as he picked up the glass and took a small drink. The bartender returned with Faith's drinks and topped Lindsey's off after a moment of hesitation on the lawyer's part. Sooner or later, the glass was going to be refilled. May as well have been then.
"I am?" The response was dry and sarcastic. The zombification comment made him just want another drink. "Still alive one year and counting," he replied. "Guess that counts for something."