[ Piper's there first. He did what he set out to do— traced his steps from the previous day, hoping to cross back over to home, but no such luck. He texts Hartley telling him he's going to stay out awhile longer to see if he comes up with anything, because the last thing he wants to admit to him right now is what he's really doing.
He's surprised when he sees Wells come in. He was expecting someone younger, but in retrospect, his actual age makes more sense. He sizes him up as he wheels in, not quite sure what this meeting is going to bring. But he has his flute and tuning fork close at hand, just in case. He hopes it won't come to that. ]
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He's surprised when he sees Wells come in. He was expecting someone younger, but in retrospect, his actual age makes more sense. He sizes him up as he wheels in, not quite sure what this meeting is going to bring. But he has his flute and tuning fork close at hand, just in case. He hopes it won't come to that. ]
Dr. Wells. Please, feel free to call me Henry.