Henry looked at the tube of medicine. He couldn't blame her. That was...kind of a weird suggestion. He winces internally. Somehow all his years of becoming a more normal guy seemed to disappear when he's back with Eileen, his thoughts of the Otherworld so close to the front of his mind.

He puts the cream away and shoulders his backpack.

"I'll tell you everything I know," he vows. Henry nods for her to follow and begins walking toward Route 29 with slow steps. Maybe they can find a quiet tree to sit under.