“Washington, huh? That’s a nice place to be. The weather’s probably not too different.” The brunette stared towards him, not sure what part of Washington he stayed in. It was interesting to say the least. The fact that he made his journey from Washington to here. She thought she was damn lucky to make it from the hospital to the Reynolds household.
“Brooklyn baby. Born and raised. I loved the city too much to leave here. The latter part is definitely true. You’d be surprised how intense some people get over a cup of joe.” That part was sadly true. She stayed even when her late husband was overseas. It was for only nine months at a time. His mother needed constant care. Her condition never really got better as time went on. Never once did she desire to take a move outside the city. She stayed, praying with Mr. Reynolds and making sure the family remained together.
"No, it's not. The weather here isn't surprising me any more than it would in Washington." What did get to Elijah about New York was how dense it was, all the buildings pressed together. He could only imagine what a busy street looked like or the subways when they were operational. Elijah wondered if it would ever feel right being away from Fall City. He wouldn't have left had it not been for the infection. That changed a lot of things, mostly what it meant to be human. "You were in Brooklyn though. You got to escape the city a bit by not living directly in the center. I'm guessing it saved you a lot of grouchy encounters and spilled coffee." Elijah chuckled, still making comparisons in his mind. Those around him he knew since he was a kid and they were familiar in a way he didn't expect those in New York to be. "It's weird being here and seeing how big everything is. I came from a place where everyone knew their neighbors. We had a population of two thousand, give or take. I don't think I would have been able to live here. If I had a medal, you'd definitely get it."
