"Which is why this house is perfect," April said before Nate had time to answer. "It's two apartments, so we wouldn't be living together, just close to each other."
Nate reluctantly detached himself from the news for a moment longer, and turned to the two. "Look, I know things are different in this place, not at all like it would have been back home, but the two of you are still newlyweds. You deserve your privacy and your own home," he said.
"Second it is more natural looking, and third, this flat would put me in the middle of town where things are happening. I might not go to church..." He ignored April's 'you should', still amused that Eliot had caved. "...but I get to know people my way." He wasn't a sociable man, he liked to keep his circle of friends small to the point of nonexistant, had ever since Sam had died, but he talked to people and this would provide him with a lot of people to talk to - and a place to drink that was close to home.
He turned the sound up on the news again. "Have you seen this?" he asked. "Apparently there is a serial killer in Chicago."