"You have?" Hope lifted her eyebrows, intrigued even more so. "And you got out - how did...what do you remember about it?" she wanted to know, trying not to sound too eager. But Scott had survived too, his mind unable to really comprehend the experience though - which was understandable, since there was only so much the human mind could wrap itself around.
To meet another person familiar with what she and Hank had been studying for years? To speak with them, someone who maybe could back up the assertions that there was a chance Janet was still alive somewhere? Damn. Hope all of a sudden wasn't complaining about ending up here.
She would try not to badger Stephen too much, however. "Sorry, I just...kind of have a personal stake in it," she explained. "So now that we're here, what do you do? Are you a researcher too, or...?" It involved a cloak, that was apparent. A sentient cloak.