I'd rather not die today or any day, either. I wouldn't want to miss out on what fun tomorrow would hold.

[Is she not used to handshakes? Huh, that says something to Jacob about how infrequently she encounters people. Not a very social person, he thinks, but she's making an effort and meeting him where he's at, which is nice of her. She could so easily give him the cold shoulder, and Jacob would have a much harder time.

So he lets his guard down a little more, and nods, letting his hand drop to his side.]

I haven't. I lived in London, it's never quiet there. [Unless you're perched somewhere very, very high up, and even then it's still there, on the periphery of his hearing.] I run a group that you might call a neighborhood watch. We keep the people around us safe.

[True, but at the same time, he's not about to tell her he runs a gang, not until he knows her better.]

And you—I'm only guessing here, so feel free to correct me, but you lived the quiet life up until recently, yes?