"Eh, it's a livin'. From where I stand, kid, YER the unwanted hitcher. I've always been here, and will be until I break the kid and get the body. It's how this deal works. He was supposed to be me, not..." Lobo looked over in disgust at Slobo, though the dream seemed to be moving again, with the girl crying for help.

... WAIT... Weren't there two girls?

"... THAT." Lobo finished, seemingly oblivious to any change.