Well, it's not like the thought of an afterlife was so strange when an entire multiverse was out there. But Miguel finds it a bit overly optimistic to really imagine them meeting like that. That's not how things tended to work.

"Hm. Thank you."

He sets the box on the wooden surface at the bottom of the altar. He figures doing the puzzle at some point in the night would be good. Maybe when he was alone with his thoughts and needed an activity for his hands. He then reassumes his place watching the candles, looking away.

"Seeing one of you would be quite the surprise." he says, steady but comfortless. "She'd be enamored."