"All right," Sam said, standing and trying to clear his mind. No more talking about that stuff with her -- Mary didn't need that, and spilling his guts to her, while cathartic, wasn't exactly healthy for anyone. He finished up his latte and then smiled as he held the door for her again. "You're right, though. It's a second chance, and I shouldn't look at it as something bad. I'm just so used to stuff like this being a trick, or a delusion. I mean, I've always wanted to come to London. I always wanted to see what other countries are like. I really should have gone abroad before school, honestly." It had been a thought, he remembered, but the last thing he wanted at that point was to continue traveling.
"And now that I can, I should enjoy it," added Sam as he stepped onto the walkway. "Got any place in mind, or should we just go?"