[ Steve has a pair of aviators on to shield himself from the morning rays. Though, Jesse can feel he sends a sideways glance at her given Wake's response. He's obviously having a harder time shaking off coming through the threshold, but, it hits everyone different.

And he had been in the other dimension for thirteen years. ]

Dealing with weird shit is our job, Mr. Wake. There's weirder out there than that.

[ Jesse nods, but she figures she can talk over the details with Wake on her own. On their walk. Is that weird? She feels maybe other Directors didn't take a hands on approach like her, but, she is the outlier for a reason. ]

It's fine. [ « Though it would be nice not to have someone else orchestrate my life. I'm not much of a fan of someone controlling destiny or whatever. » ] I imagine we would of had to deal with it sooner rather than later.

There's a small pond over there. I figured a walk could help... you could answer my questions and I answer a few of yours. While our friends in the FBI are grabbing breakfast.

That Casey is a piece of work, Director.

Yeah, well, that would track right. [ Jesse shrugs and gives a glance over to Alan to see if he's caught on just o who she thinks Casey is. Or, might be. Whatever. ] Keep an eye out, Steve. Let me know when our friends come back.

Yes, Ma'am!

[ Jesse nods and then motions for Alan to join her. She has a decent passed stride, but tries to keep it leisure so he can take his time. The envelope is under her arm still as she looks at the path ahead. ]

I'm guessing there's things you want to know from me. So... you first.