No indeed, such has been my impression also. [He takes a moment to adjust the sleeves of his suit jacket, simultaneously looks away from her and out over the park, how quiet and empty it seems so late in the evening. Well, quiet besides this quaint little local wind and butterfly frenzy.]
Speaking to the imprisoned people here, it seems like the low population would come with a sense of familiarity and unity... but perhaps that is wrong of me. If mostly everyone around is essentially a stranger from a different world... it might get lonely, instead.
[He turns his head slightly to look at her again, watching her reaction. Is he getting warmer or colder?]