Meg's smile brightens. There's something almost worshipful in her eyes, but it's clear it's not for him.

"Don't be so modest," she murmurs. "You're being Called, Wells. Remember that."

Her expression hardens.

"Although you could have saved all this trouble if you'd just accepted His offer last time. Or even if you'd just come back to stand by Sam when it all started."

A beat.

"Oh, wait. I guess you didn't exactly have that option, now did you?"