"Weeird…" Lee said and let out a low whistle as he shook his head.
"Helpful" Henry admonished with a sharp look at the younger man.
Lee raised his hands in surrender and wandered away, over to the living room area. Henry turned back to his charge. "You died before you woke up here?"
Brody's wide eyes found his, uncertainty flooded their stormy depths. "Yes? I think so, but it all feels so hazy, like a dream. I do not know what is real and what is not anymore."
"I know how you feel," Henry muttered to himself and they both stared down at the bustling lights and colour if the city that lay stretched out before them.