"You're a teacher," he says with a smile, turning in the direction of the nearest coffee shop. It hadn't taken him long to learn the bars and the coffee shops, but he prefers the places that serve simple options, not the ones that have thirty six different kinds of coffee with flavours he's never even considered until this place.

"Sorry, a professor," he corrects himself. "Must have a lot of patience."

Even just dealing with one kid has been tough for him at times, but what he wouldn't do to get Eleven here with him. It's not even that she has abilities other kids don't, because Sara had certainly been frustrating, too.