Dean could buy that explanation but if she only knew, that some of it was true. Real. "Well, you know, some stories have true merit. Not as embellished as they are written but true enough." And he would know. He took a drink of his beer.
And then he thought about Hannibal. And what he did to Aeon. That still did not sit well with him. "Yeah, I know about Hannibal. What I don't understand is why he is even employed there."
"There is cure of it, it's called death. You cut their heads off," he answered without thinking.