"Fortunately I have company," Jeremiah looked over with an arched eyebrow. Although he didn't know for certain how far he wanted to go in. So instead he paused, his eyes glancing up to go through the trees, looking for what, he wasn't certain. Wolves, ghosts, vampires - who knew. The town was different than what he'd expected it would be.
"You're more local than I am anyway," Jeremiah pointed out. "In that you actually know some of these things and I don't - having only been here for a few months."
He turned to face Eames. "How long have you been here?"