She nodded to him and ran over to grab her things. It was a small pastel blue book bag that held a good deal of her art supplies. It wasn't too heavy just... heavy. She lifted it with ease and walked over to Teddy to hand it to him. 

[b]“Emi...if you don’t mind me asking, why were you in here?” [/b] He asked as they walked out the door. She blinked for a moment and then turned to look at him as they walked.

[b]"Well... I can't help but find this place interesting. It inspires a lot of stories in my head. I love history and art. I like hearing stories and I often find myself daydreaming. I guess that place just called to me. I'm sure there's some story behind that building that no one knows and that's what makes it such an interesting place. It's so mysterious... I just had to capture it's grandeur on film and paint it later. It would look really good as a water color..."[/b] She explained. Most of it towards the end was her rambling to herself but for some reason, she felt no reason to hold back. As if she'd already known this person long before now and she knew she could trust him with her mind. Then again, maybe it was just because she liked to hear herself speak. 

[b]"What about you, Teddy? Why here?"[/b] She asked him, a small smile on her face as they made their way to her home. It wasn't too far, but it was a bit of a walk. A least two or three miles.