Eliot smirks at Sunshine's wobbling, and by how she clearly has a lot to say on the subject. And he's glad that the wards work, as foreign as they seem, since it's always a good idea to have extra safety measures. If nothing else they're a reminder that Eliot and his magical skills are still capable in this skewed Rift universe.

He can't help his expression souring, though, since she's talking like 'Lucifer' is an actual real entity and that whoever sent the text in the first place is who he says he is, which Eliot is unable to accept. Even after running into that guy...thing...at the library the other day, he can't just go around believing in angels, for fuck's sake.

Eliot's curious about these 'shadows' and their apparent abnormality, which are probably some quirk of Sunshine's world's magic and her aptitude with light; he's about to ask her for specifics but he's a little distracted by how thoroughly Johnny is Wigging. Out.

"Um, okay," Eliot begins, bewildered and a little on edge from Johnny's reaction. This took a turn that Eliot definitely wasn't expecting, and he's not sure what to make of it, other than Johnny has some baggage relevant to the conversation somehow. "Are you all right?" He gets up and goes over to Johnny but doesn't touch him. Eliot doesn't know how he might react; he leaves his hand hovering over Johnny's shoulder. "Anything you want to share with the class?" Eliot asks, his voice low and careful.