When Jane touched those weird cherubesque angels or whatever they are
They turned into Cal like figures, with correlating blood schemes.
And we’ve established that whatever Jane touches becomes Trickster.
Look at Jake’s symbol on his shirt: Lil’ Cal.
This leads me to believe that:
This guy’ Trickster mode:
Are you saying that Dave had been living with Lord English for almost all of his fucking life
Are you serious right now? I’m a fully certified neurosurgeon. I can break into people’s heads and rewire their brains and tamper with their memory, no problem. But this? This juice box? This sugary drink marketed for eight year olds? No. Sticking a straw into this juice container is apparently just too much for me to handle without fucking it up. I’m done. I quit. Goodbye.
my mom put my brother’s real birthday present inside this box and he thought this was it for a good two minutes