Book walked out the front double doors and sat down onto the sidewalk, taking in the city. As much as he hated the noise, he still loved it here.<br/><br/>"No, in fact it's the only one that stays, all my other senses are purely reactionary, my smell... well it's always turned on I guess." His voice contained traces of an Australian accent, which was probably confusing, seeing as how he didn't use any terminology native to Australia. Of course he never really did use the known phrases of a specific country or culture, simply the sound of their voices.<br/><br/>He laughed internally, wondering why he answered with such honesty, especially since she sounded as if she'd rather be anywhere but here with him. '<em>Oh well, I'm used to it</em>'