Jack nods. “We need to get everyone set up here. You don’t have to stay with us but the team can always use new blood that doesn’t crack when met with the weird stuff that happens here. Our Rift is pretty stable. But pretty stable doesn’t mean always stable.”

There’s always Weevils. Blowfish. And the odd artefact.

Jack closes a folder on the desk and leans back to file it away. Yea, he always prefers hard copies. Deal with enough marauding technology and you would too.

“Right now, there’s nothing much to do.” Except look into each of these new people. But that’s not for Bucky to worry about.