"A very strange city, love." Connor couldn't really see any way to sugar coat things and he hadn't been the type to do that in centuries, not since she'd died really. "Don't worry, my building isn't nearly as tall as most of these monsters." It probably would still be somewhat jarring to her, but what could he do? Find out where the fucking hobbits lived (if any of them were still alive) and put her in a hobbit hole? Unthinkable!
Soon enough they pulled to the curb outside thefront of his building. "This is my home from the New World, in a place called America. It appeared here about a month or so after I arrived here, just as I'd left it. Like I said, this city is a very strange place even if you're used to the devices and ways of building things."