Hughes puts a hand to his chin as he thinks through the idea. "Like playing dress up with my daughter? Or helping her put on a play for my wife?" It seems to him that the only way he can find an excuse to wear the costume again around his family will involve her. She and his wife are pretty much his reason for living most days.

"Wait, you mean... he found you?" That makes one of his eyebrows climb toward his hairline. "But I thought you were lost?" He's missing something here, he's sure of it, but he can't tell what it is. This whole time travel thing is a hell of a lot messier than he's even begun to realize.