"Are you okay?"

"Of course, why wouldn't I be?"

"Well... your expression... and you're a ways from home."

"Port Angeles wasn't home."

"Okay... so why are you sad?"

"This town reminds me of Rhode Island."

"Your home?"

"Yeah..."

"What reminds you of it?"

"The library... the smallness of it all."

"Oh."

"It makes me think of my parents..."

"I'm sorry."

"...and my brother... and the accident."

"Do you want to leave? Go somewhere else?"

"I don't know."