#plot drop 8.

He sits alone at a desk in the middle of a bright room, lit from above by LED panels in the ceiling. He writes something in a manila file and does not look up when she enters the room. He speaks as if musing to himself, perhaps practicing a speech, “I have heard it said that home is ‘where the heart is’. We both know this to be fallible logic but I think there is a degree of truth to the notion that home - the place we return to, is the place which contains the people we know and who know us,” she finally shifts his gaze, staring directly at Laura with eye contact like he is sizing her up, “So . . . welcome home.” 

Eve was glad to have been paired with Will. And she was doubly glad that he’d started taking charge and calling the shots. Although she was most acquainted with the terrain she didn’t like the idea of making a habit out of bossing the others around. She liked to report to a superior officer, it was what she felt comfortable doing. 

She looked at her two partners, hunching behind one of the pristine lab tables, “The main portal prototype was in a secondary lab, a smaller room than this. The hallways are confusing but I believe it was on the west side of the facility. Perhaps that is where we should start? Or would it be better for us to stand guard and leave the sneaking to Damien?”