There's a pause...before Strange just fuckin downs the rest of his drink in one gulp and waves the bartender over for a new one. He's not really confided some of these things to anybody but Beau seems cool, she seems perfectly willing to roll with shit, and (most importantly) she's less likely to go off the handle like Lambert or Childermass would be.

Still, no mater how cool Beau might seem, Strange knows that he wants to get even more wasted since the conversation's shifting to his death.

"I couldn't feel much after dying. It was just when my body was...regrowing, I assume, that I came into consciousness." Which is still intensely weird to think about. "From what I understand, my soul and most of my body were ferried over to the Ringmaster fairly fast. And to be honest, I'm more worried about my soul being changed due to being stuck in the Silver Mirror than I am actually dying."