Matt isn't even sure how it rains in this place, but he knows that he can hear it and smell it. Water is leaking down some of the walls and everything is sort of damp. Work seems to have been put off for the day in most positions so Lydia and Matt are spending it together. There had been a picnic (or as much of a picnic as one could have considering their food choices) and now they were lazing about on the blanket in an unused part of the complex. His head was in her lap and he idly twisted a piece of her hair around his finger.

"Before this place, what did you want to do with your life?" he asks, curious as to what a Lydia that he'd never have known was like and how it differed from this Lydia that he was falling in love with.