When coming to Limbo there was a lot of things that Wells had expected to happen. The one thing he never would have thought of was finding out about Marshall, a brother that the Reginment had kept from him after losing his memory. Instead of dwelling on being angry at the Reginment he decided to accept what happened. He would just get to know his brother all over again. Hopefully without using his telepathy too much to do that. He felt like it was being too invasive.
There weren't many chances to get to know each other in front of all the agent. So Wells was glad when Marshall invited him to breakfast. Although a little weirded out of being in the handler quarters. He wasn't sure how often an agent found themselves in this area.
He knocked lightly on the door. Not sure if it was okay if he simply walked in. It seemed that the knock wasn't entirely necessary. "What are we having?" he asked as he walked in. All he knew about was the bacon.