That's exactly it. We need their help, or at least their cooperation. And with a little conversation, most of them are willing to cooperate. I guess a lot of them still feel... Well, I'd say human, but other types of person, too. They're us, it turns out. People who were here in Beacon before it went dark, but also everyone who has come here and vanished since.

[Mary's still out there somewhere. Winters, too, and Robin, and all the rest of them. But they don't remember who they are now, not anymore.

He sighs as he looks at all the names on the charts, then frowns.]

Same with the green-eyes.