Peter doesn't say anything for awhile, considering this. He can't imagine not really being there for ten years. It was like Ms. Rasputin had been put into some sort of magic coma.

"How, how did you feel later? I mean, about all of that? I mean, yeah, maybe ten years doesn't really feel like anything to you when you're in a magic demon coma. But that's ten years you're never gonna have. That are like, gone from your life. Don't you feel anything about that?"