He'll take it. Even if he's just powers at her disposal, if he's everyone's pet nuke, their fucked-up trump card, well— still part of the team, right? It's something. Maybe he can win everyone over with pragmatism, at this rate, stomp flat a few town threats until people quit flinching around him.

He doesn't really believe it, though.

"Good plan." He levers a thin smile at her, trying his best. "Also, uh, I'm not sure how this is done, but— sorry if the other guy caused you any hassle? You all weren't kidding about the end of a cycle. I'm here for any plan that fucks with that schedule."

He wasn't present for the world falling in, but that's because he was somewhere worse.