The people. At least we've established the reality of going into space.

[ She sits on her bed, leaving Skye the chair if she'd like, but if she chooses to sit next to her, she wouldn't complain, either. She's missed having any kind of close friendship; Fitz is his old self here, but that hasn't sunk in yet or made it any easier to fall back into their old habits. ]

I'm expected to believe in magic here. Wizards and magic, all wrapped up in the medical unit and the biogen department.