[He leans against Eric, exhausted. How many more times will he have to use this power? He'll do it, to help everyone, but... Well. Maybe his next death will be his own. Maybe the Stewards will kill him the moment he sets foot in the temple.

He won't condemn Eric, too. Won't tell them who the crocodile was.]

....It's not really burning, right...? I haven't....seen the mansion, or anything, not since Emma... Right now, it looks just like Gotham...