"Blue, huh?" It's not the strangest name he's ever heard. He actually thinks it's kind of pretty but he also thinks she looks like she's the kind of person who'll kick his ass for saying as much. It's a thought that shouldn't make him smile but it makes him think of Alex. Nova leans over and shakes her hand for that reason alone.

Three years though. "I know that time is different between dimensions," he says absently. No time had passed between opening the portal and leaping back out of Los Lagos with Alex's family, sure, but that doesn't mean there was another Nova doing Nova things up in Brooklyn.

And none of that changes the fact that three years from now will find him pretty close to being cuddled into the bosom of Lady de la Muerte.