After breakfast, Hannibal and Jono had headed out to see what they could find.

Granted, most of the people of Fandom were fairly nice most of the time, but...this was definitely odd. And the overwhelming flower smell didn't help. It was actually a bit reassuring to see Eliot out and about and looking as mildly disgruntled and suspicious as usual.

"Mr. Spencer," Hannibal greeted him with a nod. He looked over the tower. "Have you discovered anything about what's happening?"