"Lucky," Reese said. "My flat doesn't have a fire escape I can take. Just the elevators." He shrugged; he agreed it was creepy, but he was far more used to it than she was.
"Some do. Some don't. With the whole procreation bit, though... I'm not sure how much moving around the Powers That Be would be wanting us to do. The kids have to be well-adjusted, don't forget." He rolled his eyes again, stealing some of her fries.