Vision blinked at her, then nodded. Her assumption was merited, truly, by most standards. "It was not... arriving that distracted me, as much as being interrupted."

He looked around. "Little. I have flown some, and looked for signs of those I knew. Signs of... hope." His voice was mostly still normal, but slightly strained as he looked around, then at her.

"Did you... how did you get here, Wanda?" He was very confused. "How did any of us get here?"