"I see. I will try to help whomever I can." He had calmed down in the course of the conversation, but then still remembered his predicament. He ran his hand through his hair.
"Not all teenagers are a dime a dozen," he said to her while he turned around. "Thank you again." He started walking slowly, which appeared a normal pace to her. Most teenagers didn't even think about talking to him. He liked it that way for the most part. This girl was helpful.
This still does not explain everything I need to know about this place. At least I have an idea though.</> Edward would need to get into some serious planning to get out of here as soon as possible. Carlisle and Esme were probably worried because he usually told them when he was going to leave.