When Duke mentioned Nathan in the way that he did, it produced a small eye-roll from Audrey - the sort she always gave those two when they decided to have their little pissing contests. Even if things were tense back home right now, they could be a little mature about things. Audrey wanted them to get along. Audrey wanted to feel like she could fully trust Duke - she felt like she could she could deep down in her bones, but her mind still had doubts.
"So we're stuff in Haven, Texas instead of Haven, Maine?" She didn't mean literally, of course. Audrey sighed, shifted weight from one foot to the other, and ran a hand through her hair. "Okay, well, at least there's some stuff from home. I mean, some of my stuff is here, anyways." It seemed to random, but there had to be a pattern and Audrey wanted to know why.
She leaned her hip against the couch near her and looked at Duke. "As for what I remember... well, I mean, it's hard to tell. This could all be some sort of Trouble and I've been given new memories, again. But the last thing I did was go as you about your dad and we found out he wants you to kill me." Fun times.