She seemed to hesitate before she answered. Her face had turned white and she looked weak. David was concerned for a moment, but when she regained her composure he simply brushed it off. He figured she must have just been tired. He was tired as well, but he didn't want to give up an opportunity to spend time with Nadia. He wanted to learn everything about her, but she kept asking about him, and it was a bit frustrating. He'd ask about her mother, but she'd ask about his in response. She kept diverting it and he didn't know why. Maybe she was just as curious about him as he was of her. A good sign perhaps? He was never good at reading women.<br/><br/>He didn't know much about Nadia, but he was glad to know that she could be just as impulsive as he was. He followed her to the hole in the fence and wedged himself through. She was moving ahead rather quickly, and while he loved the idea of going to this place, who knows what was in there; there could be drunks, drug addicts, kids or the homeless, any of which could be dangerous. Not to mention the floors could be weak and ready to give. "Wait up!" he yelled to Nadia, but not too loudly.<br/><br/>He joined up with her and grabbed her hand. They crept into the building's wide open doors. Water dripped from the ceiling to the muddy floor. There were piles of debris, rebar, metal beams, concrete chunks, sinks, toilets... anything you could imagine, you could find here broken and discarded. In fact there were also piles of aerosol paint cans, lots of them. David took out his phone and turned it on flashlight mode to look around as the street lamps from outside weren't enough. The walls were covered in tags, and art. There were beautiful murals as far as the eye could see. He'd heard of graffiti artists opening up galleries, and realized these places were where they must go to practice.<br/><br/>"It's almost like a graffiti gallery," he mentioned to her as he put his arm around her waist, seeing how she'd react. "This place is beautiful."<br/><br/>He looked at her for a moment, and as he looked into her beautiful eyes, he wanted so much to kiss her right now- but he hesitated, unsure of how to read the signs again. He didn't want her to run away like last time, and he didn't want to lose this precious time he had with her. Instead he leaned into her ear, close to her, and whispered "come on, let's explore this place a bit."