"There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, than are dreamt of in your philosophy."

He turns, standing at a profile to the former God-King, and brushes a few imaginary specks of dust off of the sleeves of his jacket. Nick's clothes have gone through a lot in the time since Lucifer took him, but through the Apocalypse and what came after, they've remained exactly the same. Not a stitch out of place.

"There's something very powerful in the universe I'm in that has influence even over beings like us. Every once in a while, it pulls us into this... shared consciousness." He makes a wide gesture, encompassing everything around them. "You've simply gotten caught in the area of effect, it seems."

It did the same to him, once-- pulled him into a dream with Gabriel before he'd even been heading down into the Cage.