[There are other residents, all heavily cloaked and going about their business and eying the duo with suspicion, but some instinct kept them at a distance. For the time being, they were innocuous and harmless travelers, just passing through.

Monts looks up at Vincent with a bemused look that always appears when he alludes to or expresses his bloody past experiences. When he asks her, she gives a light shrug.]

I actually felt like I had to come. Somehow. Like... This place was a magnet.

[Her "flower" buzzed under her skin when the door from the Grind opened up and they had peeked outside. Monts rubs her cheeks, warming them up as she thoughtfully continues.]

Do you feel it too? This place feels like it's a balancing act and it's barely holding itself together. Maybe there's something out there that's similar to what we are.

[And then she smiles even more brightly at him.]

Also, I wouldn't have gone if you weren't with me. I'm counting this as a date that I asked you out on.