[ He gives it a gentle squeeze, before entwining their fingers. He urges to continue walking, not thinking anything of holding hands with her. ]

My friend back at University. He has a story like yours. You're not alone... [ Trailing off, he is looking around now that they are in the District, noticing the slightest differences in architecture and atmosphere in comparison to Loki's District. ]

How strange. I almost prefer this to my own District, already. I don't suppose one could just move out, though.