Caspar's blazer is stained with wine, and Adia looks like she's been on an emotional rollercoaster, but otherwise they appear unharmed. Adia moves the scythe out of the way so she can hug her friend with one arm, worried and relieved to see her all at once. "We're okay," she says reassuringly. "This whole thing... Jeff, he..."

Her words catch on the lump in her throat as the events of the evening try to catch up to her. Caspar reaches out and gently pats her back. "Her stalker's dead," he tells Harley. "Turns out he was just the tip of the iceberg. We got a little help, though, for when this Nyarlahotep asshole comes back."

Anything else he might add is cut off by that giant plume of fire. He peers down the steps warily. More trouble?

Adia looks, too, and gasps at who she sees. "It's Katsuya!" She waves her scythe high above her head to attract his attention. "Katsuya! Up here!"