Chapter 325 Lisa: Shopping Mission (I)

LISA

The pack only has a few cars now. Nothing like the SUVs they used at the Westwood Pack; these are older sedans and a couple trucks.

The Grand Sage sits in delight in the front, while Elverly crosses her arms and scowls out the window from her side of the backseat. Kellan seems minorly irritated I gave up shotgun to the Grand Sage, but maybe it's just me projecting things.

Despite being pretty okay with giving me space, he's also clingy. I know, I know, I'm contradicting myself. It's just how things feel right now.

The gentle rumble of the car lulls me into a drowsy state as I gaze out the window. It's almost hypnotic, the way the landscape rolls by.

"How does this auto-mo-bile function without horses?" the Grand Sage asks for what feels like the hundredth time. His enthusiasm for technology is endearing, if a bit exhausting.

Kellan, to his credit, answers patiently. "It's an automobile, sir. And it runs on an internal combustion engine."

I stifle a yawn, my eyelids growing heavy. The constant questions and explanations fade into background noise as I let my mind wander.

"Why do we keep passing these cities?" Elverly's sour tone cuts through my haze. "Are none of them suitable?"

Kellan glances in the rearview mirror. "These aren't cities, ma'am. They're small towns. We're avoiding anything too close to the safe haven to maintain our cover."

The old gnome scoffs. "Humans and their excess. Calling these sprawling monstrosities 'towns'."

I turn in my seat, meeting Elverly's disapproving gaze. "Actually, these are pretty small compared to real cities. In big human cities, the buildings touch the sky."

"Humans aren't so capable."

to the subject. "Some are over a hundred stories tall, with

in his seat to peer back at me, eyes sparkling. "Fascinating! And how do

they're like... vertical moving rooms? They carry

head. "Stairs

hundred flights of stairs is a lot. There are elevators everywhere. You'd understand if you saw them. We have to build high because of the

whisper, her face

never experienced it. "Yeah, New York City

the Grand Sage muses. "The magical potential

sounds like a nightmare. How do

not so bad. There are parks and open spaces. And the

Kellan observes, his eyes meeting

mean, I always wanted it to be my home. To become

"Home is where the heart finds peace, regardless of its surroundings. There are those who

not just the atmosphere. Convenience,

"Food?"

night. Indian, Chinese, Italian, Ethiopian... And the best pizza in the world, if you go to

the Grand Sage

lived until you've had pizza." I grin. "It's like... a flat bread with tomato sauce and melted

chuckles. "You're

sorry at all. "But seriously, the food in the city is amazing. And then there's the museums, the

listening intently. The Grand Sage, of course, is always interested in things humans do,

still can't fathom so

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