"Enter home."
Dasha and Xavier appeared in a flash of light, materializing in the middle of an expansive laboratory. Certainly Dash's lab and significantly larger than it was thirty days ago. Wider and longer with shelves neatly labelled and lined with glass beakers, vials, and complex chemical apparatus.
Dasha glanced around. As anticipated, his personal dimension had been used and adjusted heavily during his absence. The lab was muttering with four alchemists engrossed in their work. Among them stood his former student Stager Meier, who was carefully in step two in the process of Dream Meth and measuring powder to several concocted beakers. The luminescence on the surface was evidence he was doing well so far.
Dasha approached Stager with Xavier a step behind. The young, short blond in a white lab coat looked up, momentarily startled by the newcomers. "Mr. X and…" Stager stared at Dasha openly. "S-sorry, do I know you?"
