I'm sure this place has something to do it with, too.

[Timey-wimey things of how RP is just how it be sometimes.

It was hard to ignore the.. differences, the changes and way spoken to, how some things were spoken about, when catching a familiar face. With Jesse and Jack things had been.. well. Hardly any different than ever, all on the same page more or less.

Angela was older, not some fresh faced young woman studying to be a doctor, something in how she spoke— Ana was older too, a part of his always suspicious and paranoid, but this was Ana. Wanted to trust as he always knew he could, and all of this was strange.

Easier to keep leaning back against the counter and talk, corner of his mouth twitching and for once trying to silence the urge to be suspicious.]

I'm sure. [Amusement in his tone. Really, he knew the basics of survival in quite a few conditions, but farming was.. not that. Could probably use what he did know to help, all of them had that basic survival training after all. Right?

Just had to take some advice from farm boy himself.] Let's just hope it doesn't somehow follow us here, too.