He laughed softly, humorlessly, hands curled around the glass. "You're doing better than a lot of people. It's not perfect, but it's a step in the right direction."

He still woke up feeling hollow and spoke to the voice in the back of his mind expecting to hear an answer. She was doing great. He could swear his forehead had a big neon sign that said 'Tenet needed, apply inside.'

"I don't know. I really wish I did, Eva. I'd get signs for all my friends." He swallowed hard, smiling weakly. "You thought it was over. Done. Finished. You'd never have to worry about it again. That you'd won, that whatever you'd suffered to get to this point, it was done. And then it wasn't, and you'd forgotten how weak it made you feel. How helpless."

It could never be over. Never. Not so long as everything seemed desperate to remind them that they weren't alone in their heads, much less the universe. "Sam and Dean know a lot about demons. They're apparently common in their world. They might know of some way to protect yourself from things like that."

He hasn't been a kid for a very long time.