That's something of a relief, although Hopper doesn't know why. Most of the people from Darrow have been nice enough, they've just been kind of off. Strange in a way he just can't get comfortable with and that's saying something, given the past year and a half he's had.

"Does it get any less weird?" he asks, finally pulling open the door of a coffee shop. It's a quiet place, they don't seem to do as much business as the bustling shops he sees on every corner, but he likes this one better. Understands it more. "So far it hasn't gotten any less weird for me, but then this..." He pauses and pulls out his cell phone, although he's pretty sure the battery is dead. "This doesn't make any sense to me."