Eliot frowned, but he also understood. A fractured team was hard to mend, especially with the trust involved. Criminal types were not known to be the trusting sort. It had been special with them, and even that had taken time to build to the level it had before Parker had vanished.
"Sorry, man." Eliot's words blanketed it all - their disappearing, the loss of the team, that Hardison was now sucked into this world.
Eliot took a drink of beer before leaning forward in the armchair. "This alternate universe thing, it's the truth. You're a geek. You made me watch the Star Trek with evil Spock and his goatee. Same thing here. Only evil Spock put the capital of the US in Central Park, made us become government agents, and gave us superpowers."