Politics. Buck couldn't be bothered. For as much as he disliked the idea of being government owned employed, he really didn't do his research. All the noise about the SEA was just that, noise. Did it mean they might actually get properly compensated for rescuing dogs from burning apartment buildings? Who cared. Doing away with one system just meant there was room for another system to take over. Different rules still meant there were rules. So to Evie's point, he just shrugged.
Besides, her response to the challenge put her way was much more interesting. Not only because it meant another demonstration of her creepy spaced-out technology tinkering, but because it was a pseudo-look into where her head was. Buck honestly didn't know what to expect. Some country farmhouse in the middle of Iowa? She struck him like the Midwest type, if they had a type. Maybe a library. She totally had the library vibe. But not like a busy, noisy public library. Some old, musty, smelly library with dark corners and comfy armchairs.
But just then, they were in Rome. To be honest, Buck didn't know Rome from Paris at a glance. He did his best to process the change in scenery, but he really didn't know where the fuck they were. He didn't even get the cultural significance of the fountain. Or all the coins that were no doubt littering its bottom, just beneath the water. And predictably, his uncertainty showed in the confused frown he wore.
"The fuck are we? Is this Greece?" If this really was her favorite place, it was a bit insensitive for him to react that way. But he recovered well, sparked by an idea. Holographic water could freeze, right? He was determined to find out anyway. Concentrating on the holographic atmosphere, he stretched out his hammer-wielding hand to use it as an improvised wand of sorts. Instant skate rink!