The flight was quiet aside from planning. Joe longed for the days when any sort of journey with Nicky meant held hands and naps against each other's shoulders. This was more of two acquaintances flying off on a business trip. Joe couldn't help but feel renewed anger at Booker for that, too. It wasn't fair, maybe, but emotions were as they were. And Joe was never the most logical or fair in his furies.

When they landed though, he pushed it all aside. Him distracted meant Nicky exposed and there was no way that he was going to allow the other to come to harm just because he was in a funk. He would never forgive himself if that happened. So Joe got to work watching the perimeter and keeping an eye on the area around them as Nicky looked inside. He wasn't sure what he was expecting but 'Quynh' wasn't it.

"What?" Joe turned and pressed close to Nicky, trying to see what he was able to in his rifle. "That's not possible. That can't be possible. It's been centuries..."