Caleb is more than happy to play gentleman at her arm, to turn away from his father. Guilt niggles at the back of his mind immediately, and he wants to cast one last glance over his shoulder but. He doesn't. He keeps walking.

This is the future, right? And maybe, here...maybe things won't be so strange, or difficult, or on the edge of a disaster. Maybe things can work out?

"I know, it's kind of crazy." He tilts his head back to look at the unfamiliar sky. "I mean. In a cool but terrifying way." The whole thing with the war and the plague and all that? Pretty terrifying.

Being in a different reality? Definitely cool, especially being there with familiar faces.