Dr. Emerson Walden:
Dr. Walden does not detect any transcendental powers being used upon him. He does notice that a subtle shift in Angel's body language at his action, indicating that she was aware of him using his enhanced senses.
The man's handshake is cold and strong, though none of his warm tone i slost as he responds, "How rude of me. You may call me Mr. Travers, Dr. Walden." Removing his hand away, Mr. Travers motioning to Walden to take a seat in a chair infront of his desk.
"You'll have to forgive my lack of pleasantries, I've been struggling all day with securing safe transport home for all the Transcendents. So you now know my name, do you have any other questions before I continue with my offer? I may be able to answer a few, but do understand I have other business to attend to shortly. Extended questions will simply have to wait for another time."
Miss Maleck Blackwell:
"Thanks Mal, its been a busy day and I've worked up quite the appetite." Bastien says, reaching down into the picnic basket to grab a sandwich. Taking first a hungry bite, and then a thoughtful one, he uses the time to ponder some before speaking. "I'm not exactly sure how everyone was chosen, there doesn't seem to be much in common with us all, is there? I've pondered the question before but as far as I know they simply looked for people they considered special or extraordinary in some way or another."
Therese doesn't say anything at that, looking somewhat lost in thought.
"I know just about as much as you do on the matter, maybe a little more but not much I could tell you." Bastien continues, taking another bite out of his sandwich as he takes a seat by the girls.
Joe Vaughn:
"Ah, a job helping people...do you have something in mind already Joseph?" Miranda asks, her eyes strangely wide and colored with curiosity.
"You can control your density, correct? Now I wasn't a science teacher so I'm not sure how applicable that would be in the real world." Miranda emphasized the phrase 'real world' in a strange way, though her words had all the tone of a concerned parent.
Joe notices Billy glancing over at him and Miranda before turning his head back to Josh and conversing again. He thinks he hears his name pop up in the conversation but other than that their speech is too quiet to make out.
Joshua Lucas Trevin:
"Perhaps, perhaps." Will mutters, eyes closed for a half second before opening them again, "Too many questions, even for this enhanced intellect I was given. Perhaps on the outside we'll have a better chance to figure things out. I'll truthfully be surprised if they won't monitor us in some way, and if we're only comprehending our own powers now I'm not sure we would even be aware of them monitoring us. The type of the technology they use isn't exactly something you cook up in the back of your house, they must have some sort of major funding to it all. Which asks another question, is the funding private or some sort of government program? More questions, more questions..."
"...how about a simple one we can ask?" Will begins again, his voice more pleasant, "When will your next concert be? I've heard you perform for me but I imagine hearing you play on an actual grand piano in a concert hall is quite a different experience. I haven't been to a real concert ever and I'd figure it would be something I could bring my mom to. She likes that sort of thing, and it'd be cool for her to meet you and maybe see your powers in action?"