It would be rude to drive Jacob off now, being as he'd so thoughtfully stopped to give Nathan a hand. He may not like being very open about being Numbered, but it's still good to have a small support network around who knows what's going on. And you can't get that without talking to anyone.

"Sorry," He gives a nonchalant shrug. "Thinking up new jokes wasn't high on my priorities list." He was kind of busy being sullen and grouchy. "Besides, it's too hot for fog it wouldn't make any sense." And sheep does? Tony please.

As expected, Nathan keeps an almost unnaturally tidy house. Not quite as bad as Lazarus, but still pretty bad. Really, who builds a castle like that? Even though it is pretty cool and Tony's a little jealous. Man, he misses his game.