Avery nearly choked on his drink when Caleb related his vision to the team, coughing and spluttering the contents of his flask at anyone unfortunate to be sitting in front of him, this was bad, really bad.

"I gotta go with Foxy and what'shisname on this one. We gotta warn people, we gotta find that rock, we gotta stop Tara. That's what we do right?"