Omni - omnipotent? That's at least a five-dollar word. Tim snorts, but he can't ignore the chill that shivers down his neck. It's a perfectly valid point. They have no idea what those things are, or what they're capable of. If they literally are the Rift, then he's right - they could be anywhere.

The thought is less than comforting.

"All right," he says slowly, running a hand through his hair with the bracing push of a hand. "Well - no point in worrying about it now, I guess. Not until we can change you back."