Crowley lowers them, but her words stop him when they're less than a foot above the water. Douse the lanterns; that's real death, total death. He thinks he sees the ferry, and he thinks it's solid as all hell, but it can't be there----he knows it, he's certain of it. It already sank. That already happened, it's already done. It's just another hallucination.

He flaps his wings and brings them back up, over the town. He doesn't fly farther than he can see, so he stays up, just above the town's lights.

"Roof of the Invincible?" he repeats to her. "Think we'll be safe there?"