"I wonder how we're doing with the remaining terrors," Nick commented, incorrectly assuming that Ambrose would have no further memories than Sabrina, Roz, or himself. "I doubt anything matches the battle of the bands."
He was keeping the conversation light, because they both knew how horrifying the eldritch terrors really were. "You weren't wrong about turkeys being nothing in comparison though. It's weird... not constantly worrying about everything." Since arriving in actual Vallo, even breathing had seemed easier, as if an invisible pressure had been lifted from him.