A friend of Henry once told him not to dwell on his past to much. The same person had been adamant when it came Henry being a good person, a force for good. Henry was thinking his old friend had been wrong in many regards. All he could do was to dwell on the past as he dragged the Druid with him out the cave after Hoyle. His eyes seemed crueler, a rage alien to his features was etched in to those deep blue retinas. He moved in silence until Atticus approached him. He stopped, took a deep breath and tried to calm himself. He was being unfair, he realized that much. From the look of things, they were all in the dark.

“It's. I'ts allright” He spoke to his friend, his voice slowly growing calmer and more as they were used to hearing. He pondered what this all meant, the old ghost of his past was back, he knew it would come sooner or later. Ever since that day at the London HQ a year back, when he sold his blood to a river hag, he had not been able to sleep. He had been on the run for so long, the very aspect of finally being cought up by the Lady was mind numbing. But he kept his newfound calm. Instead he listened to Atticus, listened to Hoyle and their discussion regarding this whole deal. The Dryad seemed to have a cool and very sound mind. Henry found that he appreciated that a lot more then he would have originally guessed. It helped Henry clear his own mind as well. But just like that, a word was uttered that punched him like a ten ton freight train; Ragnarök.

“If they are desperate enough to team up with someone like the Lady of Ice. Well, something really have to be going down. Ragnarök certeinly fits the bill, and it ties into the Lady.” He gritted his teeth. “She is the General type. She has always been raising a army of her own.” Henry pondered, the Siren seemed somewhat restored to his senses, he was reasoning, he was trying to make sense of things and he was rationalizing rather then reacting for the first time in ages.

 “I always thought it was simply a power play to fight the troll king back home, or perhaps to dethrone the Queen of the Forest. But, she isn't of this realm. Was she aiming for this from the start?” He wondered out loud. “Either way. If she got Nixies, then she is way stronger back when I first met her. And she was plenty powerfull back then.” 

 
It was a about then the druid he was dragging along awoke, looking mighty starled and flailed out of the Sirens grip onto the ground. Henry studied him in surprised silence. That was one haggered looking face. He appears to have dreamed something dreadful and Henry decided it was time to go back to being the stable pillar of comfort he used to be back in the day.

“What did you miss? The reveal of a age old enemy of mine, the uttering of Norse armageddon. Oh, and you managed to save Hoyles sister. ” Henry has a little mirth in his voice, all soothing tones and nerve calming softness. It appears the Siren was now fully restored to his senses. He looked to the tiny vampire with interest in this apperent ability of hers. Where he never really evolved, never grew stronger then his river allowed him, the petite undead appears to have grown the past year. 

“Vampire express hm?” He mused and nudged Atticus. “She certainly is full of surprises.” He said every word with a grin on his face, but there was something hollowed in his actions still. A mask to hold back the dread that hung around them all by now. This group was certeinly worst for wear. He hoped the others had succeeded in their task, they could use a little good news right about now. And, well, Max was certainly a person that could liven up even a funeral if he had to. So he hoped the over sized clown of a sorcerer had been brought back, brash and tactless as he may be.

The travel back was strange, He had never realized just how powerfull a vampire could be. The darkness was alien and terrible to him, he preffered the gates of death itself over this new found Vampire Express of theirs. But beggers can't be choosers.

“That... was quite something...” He muttered as they arrived. “But, I'll take a plane next time. No offence meant Siya, your powers mesh poorly with my own nature.”