"Feels weird, doesn't it?" Flynn still remembers how weird he had felt when he found out he had been (intimately) dating a dead woman, so the comment doesn't really faze him all that much. Can you blame the guy? Thinking back of his own frantic trying to get away from Simone he has to hand it to Peter that he is taking this with much more grace.

"Uh, it's the poof-dust thing." Is he supposed to talk about this? He isn't sure. "It's really fast. I've only seen it once but it's so rapid. Like a vacuum bag exploding, only less gross." A beat. "Maybe more gross, if you really think about it."

When Peter gets to his jumbled explanations Flynn smiles and something in his stance relaxes. "Right? I know what you mean. I'm really new to all this, too and it would be really nice if there would be guides? Something to help you navigate all this? But no, it's all buried under centuries of different versions and interpretations of what the rules are and when you try to work your way through them you never know is this a story? Is this accurate? Can I drink animal blood? Turns out I can't, not unless I want to get violently sick, but are there different vampires with different rules? Can they drink animal blood?" He raises his hands and lets them fall back down in frustration. "I don't know."