Alex quietly nods and sets her bag in the trunk before slipping into the car with Agent Wagner, holding her coat in hand rather than leaving it in the back.  She would have to wait to see how things would turn out with this group.  She at least had hopes of getting along with most of them, or, at least, not wanting to kill them.  Astounding how her definition of 'good' and 'hopeful' had changed over 5 years.  With that pleasant thought, she leaned back and closed her eyes, trying to relax a moment without the Sentinel around.    Before too long, though, she asks Wagner, "did you wish to speak with me, sir?"