[He's all ready to go into another tirade about the boundaries of magic, what should and shouldn't be done because that's just how it is, but it falls dead on his tongue. Lup and Barry didn't do this as a first option. Hell, it wasn't even their worst last resort. Even Edward and Lydia were seeking something long lost, with no options but to give up or go.

He doesn't look at her, still idly reading the labels of bottles, but his voice is flatter than it was before.]

I mean, yeah, but it's... if you were gonna die. If everyone and everything you knew was gonna end, and you had a real chance to protect that by doing something reckless, would you? If there wasn't another option for someone's life, does it seem so fuckin' stupid?

[He wouldn't. She told him their plan and when he laid alone in bed, he almost went and begged her to let him come. What wouldn't he have done to keep her, to keep them-- the same, really, after all these years. But he didn't. She finally went where he couldn't follow.]

This is why having to save the world sucks. Just so you know.