We can be rooftop buddies! I'm used to living in an underground bunker so I like being up here.

[ It's nice to have so much space in front of him. He's never felt claustrophobic in the bunker but it's such a drastic change to this freedom. He's not afraid of heights for the obvious reason, he can't die from this, and he can fly, so instead it just feels like another new place to enjoy.

He knows that saying buddy is basically claiming him as a friend and he should play it cooler, but Jack has nothing cool within him, only a desperate desire for someone willing to spend time with him by choice. ]

We can meet back here in a week and see where we're at? Or you could always come to the bowling alley, I work there.