"I fear the same thing. A natural cycle is there for a reason." There was a reason the Singularity typically slowed down and 'slept' briefly every year, for centuries now, as far back in history as Istredd's read. Perhaps they didn't know exactly why, but it seemed to make sense that an entity like that would need rest like any other living thing.

"I have a bad feeling about this." It's honestly what drove his actions more than anything. Something in the pit of his stomach, deep down, felt heavy and like a rock weighing him down. There was something wrong in the air, but he couldn't figure out what. Now he has a better idea of it. "There are so many ways this could go wrong, and probably in more directions than we can perceive now."

They could think of a lot, but the Singularity is a creature in itself, it could react and act in ways that they cannot comprehend. He finally risks taking Lucifer's hand and just holds it for now. He's missed him the past few days, he always does when they're apart. "I reached out to Wanda, Viktor and I both think someone should speak to Umbvagher. He's the closest god for giving answers we've had."