"I live there." He makes himself relax under the attention: he's nobody, he's a guy on a train, part of the scenery. Offers a self-deprecating smile, in acknowledgment of how that came out. "Not at the train stop, I mean. In town. I just went up to Summerbridge for a class." Small talk, smoothing over the shaky moment, while he reflects to himself that he seems to attract stray boys lately. Hell of a habit to get into.