[ Asking the most important question to bring to bear. Hardison glances behind them on autopilot, like Eliot is gonna magically be there doing his usual thing. Cuts it short with a little shake of his head. ]

Not yet. I don't know if that's a good sign or a bad sign.

[ Alone, they can all get by. Not his preference, but sure. Paired off whatever ways, they can do pretty damn well. They're better when it's all three of them. Especially out in the cold-ass woods where Eliot was basically born to take the lead.

So maybe a bad sign, mostly. Bad not knowing where he is, if he's okay, bad not having him here for this, or bad thinking about the prospect of Eliot back in Portland with them just... gone. (The prospect of that being the point for whatever reason.) There's no happy camping on the horizon. ]

Hopefully that town does have something we can work with. Hell, I'll take a landline. Maybe we can get a call out.