Elijah flashed his friend a smile when he finally acquiesced and he happily climbed into the Uber.
The ride was nice, Elijah gazing out the window at the city beyond. He had missed the sight of her while he had been underground. There was such a life to New York, and Eli loved it, even down to the grit and grime.
When they arrived, they both piled out of the Uber, and Elijah found himself a little nervous. "I suppose I'll follow your lead," he said, though that was probably obvious.