It was still early in the morning. It wasn't that they lazied in bed, especially since there was no bed and he didn't think that Callen slept like a person, but there was no reason to rush through the day now that it was light for a good fifteen hours and very little to do besides their necessities.
This was the most relaxing since they had arrived in Omega.
The sudden sound of engines, plural, had them on high alert immediately. Derek looked at the others. "Cars," he said, because really it was enough.
"And trucks," Sam said. "Different noise." Then he said what he never would have said before coming here. "Morgan, do your thing and see if you can figure out what's going on."
"When did we put him in charge?" he asked Callen with a grin. "But let's follow your order anyway." He was using his power more and more, able to touch the mind of the other three easily when out hunting for food. Not knowing what he was going to find, he was more careful, but out of the darkness of the astral plane, there were some minds that were familiar. It was very easy to pull both Deeks and Dom into it.
The grin wasn't any less obvious in this plane. "Did you come for a visit?"
Dom groaned. "I hate when you do this, even if it is a lot more silent than a radio."
"More silent? You've made a ruckus. Try not to unless you want to be eaten. Now, how many people? How many cars? Anyway you can move without turning your cars on?"