He's glad when she assuages that concern, knowing the kids that had worn costumes and wanted to be one of the Umbrella Academy. From moment one, he's been hoping he is anything but one of them, but he's been denying it for too many years to keep pretending now.

"Well, glad to know the creepy Shining-esque calling isn't just for me," he says, meaning it despite the crap jokes. Shifting to set the guitar down at his feet, he rises and offers his hand.

"I'm Warren, and I kind of got let in like three days ago and just hung out since then. Ben, the one that's still apparently dead?" Damn he's still trying to get used to this. "He said some have been doing that."