One would be surprised; I've been to -- a church - in a peaceful village filled with demons. It was... where I died. [Not to spring that on her, but on his end it's literally hundreds of years over with; he can say it as if it's an "I slipped and fell, so now I don't run in the rain".]

I'd rather be aware that there could be anything treacherous out there than -- let it befall.

[All over, it is nervous rather than grave.]