[ He sounds so tired, somehow even moreso than after being actually tortured. And she supposes she can commiserate, because she's tired from even the conversation they just had, and that didn't have nearly the same weight. She turns her head, looks up at him, then nods. ] Monoliths, like giant stones? We got lots of those back in my world. Natural ones and ones that humans made. Some of 'em, we're not even sure how people thousands of years ago were able to make, like the stones are too big and from too far away. The ones like that, we don't even know what they were for. But they're... rocks. Creatures can't just walk through rocks.

[ Not that that fact really means anything when it comes to fucking demons, but she does think that, if Stonehenge or Angels Landing were gateways, someone would have noticed it over the course of multiple millennia. Either way, she doesn't want him to have to keep dwelling on something that exhausts him, which this clearly does. It's a lot to have to work through from a whole world away. ]

Hey. [ Her voice is soft and she runs her fingers idly over his side. ] We can talk about somethin' else, if you want. Like I said, you don't have to figure it all out this second. Won't help back there, anyway.