Rose liked putting distance between the two of them and her parents (to say nothing of her telepathic sisters, who could drop eaves if the whim to do so struckthem) so her steps were lively and her pace was quick at first. Once they put a little distance between themselves and her home, she felt better.
"The Bronx?" She raised a brow and couldn't help but make a little face, but it didn't last long. Rose hadn't been in the Bronx in a long time. It wasn't exactly the nicest part of New York. "What's in the Bronx?" He wasn't going to tell her, but that didn't mean she wouldn't try to get it out of him.