"Nothing else I can think of," Eliot said. Taking down Alex would be a huge win for them if and when all of these alternate people went back to their own Madison Valley. He didn't think that he'd be lucky enough to go with them and get out of this hellscape. "I appreciate your help."
With that, he stood, and brushed some imaginary lint from his pants. "Wish we could keep this version of you," he added.