[Lewin might know who's coming before it even appears. Shadows seem to stretch and darker as a chill fills the air, and from a pocket of darkness appears the oppressive form of Death--]

[Whose first reaction upon seeing Mephisto is to reach out a gnarled, bony hand and pat Mephisto on the head. Assuming Lewin isn't thoroughly distracted by all this, he might just catch that momentary look of surprise on Mephisto's face -- he earnestly hadn't even tested this. Though it melts into a grin and his signature fufufu soon enough.]

...now that's interesting. I wasn't lying when I said I can't sense Gehenna anymore, but perhaps our connection to our own world is more complicated than I assumed?