He actually relaxed a little, knowing that, a tension that he hadn't realized he'd been holding. He nodded as he followed his brother up the stairs, fingers drumming against the strap of his bag once more, "Good. Means we didn't give up the mission." Because that's what it was, as far as he was concerned, their Mission from God, it always had been and it was nice to know that they hadn't been forsaken even a few years down the road.
"So you figure it's true?" He asked, head tilting, "All that shite about the Apocalypse?" He had no reason to disbelieve it at the moment, but that didn't mean he had to believe it by default, especially since he still wasn't sure that he wasn't hallucinating this whole thing.