That answer of his gets her to shoot him another dirty look that's accompanied by a shove and a roll of her eyes. She understands the point he's making here: he refused the options she put forth and took control of the conversation. Sharon's not certain she'll ever be able to use lessons like these, though. She's too impulsive. Something to work on.

Maybe.

"I could totally guess it," she mumbles unseriously but lets the conversation continue to flow. She knows she totally could not.

"I remember. You were a revenant for a time," The Black Cradle. The anchors. To be used and returned to his box for the next time he's needed. It still makes her sick, "What else have you been?"