The cab had dropped JC and Dirt Nap off closer to the main road and the Scholar paid for the cross town fair. The ride had been mostly silent as seemed to tend to be both their natures. Not entirely comfortable but that had more to do with JC trying to process what he'd just learned. The walk continued mostly the same as they moved along the back road toward the overgrown Spanish architecture. The grass growing through the cracks in the pavement muffled their steps. And at the end of the lone driveway, the grand entry.