Neal's brows knit slightly. Yeah, he recognized the implication of the leaves returning to the trees. It was impossible not to. But he couldn't quite get his head around the idea of the warnings being from the past. The personal effects, though--that observation about them...

Neal shivers.

"Hadn't thought of that," he admits quietly. It doesn't make him less inclined to try and find what's his, even if he does just end up pitching it into the ocean. "I wouldn't be surprised if the things we found before were a misdirect."