Chase merely chuckled softly to himself and shook his head, his hair flopping lazily as he shrugged. “It isn’t annoyingly gracious to me, just how I was raised. People… people look out for one another around here. Being raised in such a large family group taught me the importance of treating people how you’d like to be treated.” He turned slightly, inviting the girl to walk beside him as they began making their way to his house. However they were quickly off the path and walking up through a well used dirt driveway through the forest with no real sign of a house through the trees.

“If you find you’re having too much trouble with your cell reception you might want to consider changing providers, I know there’s one that actually gets fairly good service out here. Can’t remember the name off the top of my head though.” He made a mental note to get the name for her when they reached the house. After that though he walked along for a long time without really saying much. The road seemed to stretch on forever before eventually houses started to come into view.

There was a fairly large clearing just up ahead, half a dozen houses sitting neatly throughout it, as if it weren’t the middle of a forest and just some urban neighbourhood. There were no fences, just trees and all the houses were surprisingly modern, so much so that they looked very out of place in such a rustic setting with big, open floor plans and large windowed walls allowing you to see straight into the kitchen, dining and living room for most of them. It kind of gave a similar feel to those houses you had right on the beach that were as open as possible to make you feel like you were outside.

Inside it was very easy to see a few people moving around and talking to each other comfortably. The familiarity and trust was all too clear though the boys from the beach were nowhere to be seen. Chase barely paused, instead walking over to a large enclosed garage, heaving up the roller doors to reveal a variety of vehicles, a few cars, all fairly new or at least in very well kept condition and a half dozen motorcycles that seemed dirty, but otherwise fine. “Now, did you want the comfort of a car or the excitement of a bike?” The boy asked with almost a tone of challenge in his voice as he smirked at the girl.