Hellboy raises his eyebrows -- or, well, widens his eyes a little -- at Fern's story. Humanity dying out isn't exactly something he likes the thought of, given how often he's let himself get beaten to a pulp to prevent it.

"A thousand years ago, huh? So you're from the future." He cuts off another bit of pancake and looks at it on his fork. "Or some kinda different reality."