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"There may be, I've not found it yet but I've not necessarily had time to look. As it stands, it -" Jeremiah paused, shaking his head. Really, it was not his place to talk about the fact that Algie could, in most cases, ease the chill if not the pain because of his hands.

Except that that was a personal note and not something that needed to be talked about openly. His thumb brushed against the ring on his wedding finger. "It's manageable, just requires rest after incidents like Blackfriars." Or the mansion where Autumn had been taken too.

"As we have not had anyone die on the other side, I can't answer that question. I could ask and find out, I'm sure, but ... The goal here is that no one dies, no one fails, and whatever needs to happen gets done. I loathe being vague but in this, there's little else besides flooding you with information that may put you in more danger than help you." The more you know, the sooner you die.

"It's the ideal, not the expectation." Which was a dark, bitter truth but also how Jeremiah saw the matter. He knew that- Well, Shun probably did not need to be made aware of that, not yet.

"In some ways? Yes. Other ways? No. It's not a deliberate vagueness, just that there are parts of this that are harder to swallow when you've not been completely pulled in by it." Jeremiah shook his head. "If you have not already guessed, other ashdown changes you whether you like it or not, and some of the things to tell are easier to explain if you've been touched."

Like finding out that your eyes were no longer quite the same.

"You can ask me whatever you want, I'll endeavor to answer it. I just cannot promise that it'll always be what you want to hear."

"It is but some truths are darker than others." Like the fact that they had lived and failed and died before. That there was every chance it could happen again.

Jeremiah's lips pressed together into a thin line when Shun asked how. "Do you have your phone with you? It's relevant." Not everyone carried their phones with them all the time.

Hellbine's ear flicked back at the jostling, head raising with a yawn and then lowering. Yeah, the people were doing people things. Not interested.

A hand was held up to show he did not need it. "Snap a picture of my face - my eyes - with the flash on. Closer is likely better." His head was tilted so that Shun could do so. The moment he did, the moment the photo was taken, the younger detective would see it. Especially given that it was getting closer to sunset and the sky darkening.

Jeremiah's eyes did not have a red-eye tint to the pupil, which should have been there, but instead his eyes (the iris and the pupil) reflected back a luminescent yellow with a blue edge to them.

"When I say it changes you, I mean physically as well." Jeremiah rubbed at his eyes a bit, blinking rapidly a few times. His eyes were normal with regular light, that same blue-green. "They weren't like this a week ago."

He was still adjusting to the change. "The way my eyes see things was already different than others but now they look different as well." A sigh. "It's, as far as I can tell, much like how a cat's eyes take in light and reflect it back to be able to see."

Which also meant that, yes, he could see in the dark. That had already been tested. Worse that he wondered if someone cut open his eyes if they would look like-

No, that was not a thought he needed.

"I have no idea, I'd have to ask." Jeremiah shook his head, eyes focusing on the small cat that was still asleep in Shun's lap. "It's very possible that the further one becomes entrenched in this, in other ashdown, that they will find themselves less and less human."

It was a worry, a valid concern. "Most of the things I've experienced and seen have been but you saw what was going on at Blackfriars. Not all of these changes are small scale." There was that wry look again. "... and when magic exists it opens the door for practically anything."

"You can't," Jeremiah gave a shrug of his shoulders, "it is one of the most frustrating aspects of this entire thing. The answers lead to more questions, the questions may not even be answered, and the more you fight against it? The more you're likely to have it fight back against you."

A hand was raked through his hair. "I've been working Ashdown for years, Kuroda, imagine my surprise when I realized just how much I had missed. It's all there, under the surface, and it's just been waiting. Not that it's always been this active."