"Well, I went and got drinks. Now it's your turn to decide something. What do you want to do with our day of pretending we're not completely extraordinary people? Go for a walk? Head downtown to look at shops?"
"No. The more I think about it, the more I really do not want to be around too many humans."
Elizabeth answered almost instantly, but she didn't explain to Sawyer that she had found it difficult to control her anger towards the woman who pushed her away from the milk in the store the previous evening.
"That's gonna be a little difficult to achieve around here," he responded cheerfully, "humans are pretty hard to avoid in this neighbourhood."
This neighbourhood; the neighbourhood that Elizabeth had called home for six difficult years. But how long had he called it home for?
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