[ A nod. ] Towns and states. I've... you know. Nowhere is really home. [ « Home implies that I feel like I can make somewhere a place I want to stay. There's been nowhere like that. No one to really want to be home with. That's fine. I have you and when I find Dylan? It'll be home. Whenever I find him. » ] What about you? Is there anywhere you want to go?

N-no. I don't think so. It's just most places aren't worth mentioning. [ Her eyes flick downwards briefly once more. ] Chicago. Different places in Maine. That's where Ordinary is.

[ Her head tilts again. ] Your books are famous. I wouldn't be surprised if they want to make them into movies like Stephen King's books. You don't need to be like the other writers. Just, you.

[ Jesse doesn't hesitate. Her lips press to his the moment he leans in. It feels like a bolt of lightening strikes her. She leans entirely against him, hand sliding from his just so she can wrap it around him. When he begins to pull away? She follows him to kiss him again.

That pull inside almost seems to be ablaze at the contact. Stronger even. She would be lying if she said she wasn't a little scared of it. Not that she feels it's dangerous or even consuming. She just doesn't know what it is or how to even control it. If she even can.

Things out of her control are what scares her the most. ]