Andrew was far from eager to attend another projection after his experience with the first, but his luck was truly not on his side. He had noticed Sylas trotting somewhere out of the corner of his eye and followed, not having looked up in time to notice that Warden Bea was alongside him.
And now here he was stuck, sucked into a metaphor for this near stranger's personal life. He couldn't avoid projections forever, especially with his own at some inevitable time, so he might as well make the most of any information it could provide. Knowing Sylas was a carpenter though, he just hoped this place wouldn't fall on top of them. Mostly, he had too much pride to ask if he could leave like some toddler.
When the projection started up proper, Andrew almost felt nostalgic. A wedding venue, huh?
He looked around and noted with relief that the sisters would be joining him. Bar the projection itself turning hostile, it should be a relatively calm event. Andrew then simply picks up the nearest ceremony pamphlet to read.