They had never considered the idea that anomalies might move people between locations rather than time. Even if the date was slightly different. Less than two years, and that made it the shortest shift he'd yet encountered, but not impossible he supposed. Though really, Becker would have needed Connor to say anything like that for sure.
He glanced over at the sound of his name being called, a faint frown of surprise appearing on his face for a moment before his usual stoic expression returned. His gun, which he had hidden as best as he could with only a few seconds to manage it, was still well within reach, and ready to come out in an instant if he needed it.
Which, it turned out, he didn't. Becker blinked. No, the oh so familiar white-blonde hair was still there. He blinked again. And came out with the only answer he could actually think of.
"But I stepped through the anomaly before you did."