[Carter returns the fistbump, a little baffled but also pleased. Cool! He doesn't get too many of those in his life! It makes him feel 150% cooler.]

It's no problem. I'm a doctor, if you need anything just-- There, that's me. John Carter.

[He points at his note that he put up.]

You know, speaking of which, we should probably get you warmed up. You look like you've been out there for a while. How about you get started on your little project and I'll check if they got some coffee around here?

[He's moving away and over to the offices but! Idea! Turning on his heels Carter looks back, beckoning at the ominous writing from hell or at least one of its outer circles.]

Any chance you can make that read he isn't coming?