( True. It is the east coast. Johnny decides that he may be better off standing instead of having her talking down at him, so he hoists himself up, brushing grass off of his jeans.

He has to think about her question for a moment, though. Despite all of his early protestations and complaining, he's actually kind of sort of ... getting used to it now? Huh. )

Yeah, it's not so bad. I dunno. It was weird at first, but I think I like it here now. Everyone I've met seems nice enough, anyways.

( Including a certain daughter of Demeter, eyyy. )