"A flute?" He can wrap his mind around a doppelgänger, that seems to rather fit the theme of this rescue, but how exactly is anyone being stopped with a flute? Hart likes music, loves it even, but he wouldn't have thought that the power of song could do much of anything for them right now. Yet here they are and so he questions it, but not with too much insistence. Explanations can wait.

He leans heavily against Paco, in spite of his best efforts, his consciousness slipping. "I'm sorry. I might pass out."