Flickering women yelling at nothing was something that would have suprised most people, But Lindsey McDonald exploring Lawrence and right now walking through a park, just looked across curiously not wanting to interrupt the woman and leaned against a tree, he wanted to see where all this flickering was going.
He was somewhat less bothered about getting home. Locked in a Wolfram and Hart cell he wasn't missing a whole lot by being here, except Eve, the Senior Partners Liason he'd taken on as a way into the firm who he'd actually started to care about, maybe even love, that wonderful completely doomed kind of love. Because at least one of them, maybe both, had no chance of surrviving.
But he was here, and Raiden was here, and until more information came to them, he at least was happy where he was. Raiden missed her money, not that it would take her too long to set up shop if it seemed they were in this for the long haul.