"How can you be certain they went home, though? What guarantee do you have that's where they went?" It seemed like an important distinction to him, something you would want to know about your friends> Until meeting Llewellyn he would have assumed they had, but not he wasn't so sure. What if they'd just been shuffled away to another dimension like this one, but one more sinister and dangerous? He shook his head. It was pointless trying to figure it out.

He smiled at Watts' response. He barely knew the guy, but he got the impression, just from their brief contact, that he was a good man with good intentions, erratic but reliable. He'd be a good partner. In some ways, he reminded Jagger of Charlie, his partner in crime back home. That was probably half of why he'd extended the offer in the first place. "I'd love to have you aboard, though no pressure on getting started. Feel free to get used to the place first."

"I...yeah. Mostly I like to decide when I'm checking for prints or not, you know?" He shook his head. "Sometimes things leak through anyway, but...I get the idea you're a good man, Watts."