Will's face contorted in sympathy. Oh dear. He took a breath. "Sorry. Those ship's only come in. Believe me, if I could get back home, I would. You've been taken. We all have. I'm not sure how and I'm not sure where we are. But," Will gestured, looking around at some of the locals. "They're pretty nice here, even if they don't know what's happening either.

she was looking at him. Did he have something between his teeth? He looked at his usual outfit of shorts, surgical scrub top and flip flops.

"I'm Will."