Like he just said, but McGarrett seems to require some kind of response, just like everyone does when they first hear that Danny doesn't like beaches. "I like cities."
Shrugged, glanced over. The guy's looking at him now, instead of the road, and Danny's not sure he likes it, wishes that attention was focused somewhere else. He looks back at the road. "You know, skyscrapers."
Sidewalks. Little bodegas. Weather that wasn't either five-alarm sunshine pouring over everything or rain threatening to flood the world.
He's getting on a roll now, thinking of Newark, Jersey City, Manhattan. "No tsunamis, no jellyfish..."
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Like he just said, but McGarrett seems to require some kind of response, just like everyone does when they first hear that Danny doesn't like beaches. "I like cities."
Shrugged, glanced over. The guy's looking at him now, instead of the road, and Danny's not sure he likes it, wishes that attention was focused somewhere else. He looks back at the road. "You know, skyscrapers."
Sidewalks. Little bodegas. Weather that wasn't either five-alarm sunshine pouring over everything or rain threatening to flood the world.
He's getting on a roll now, thinking of Newark, Jersey City, Manhattan. "No tsunamis, no jellyfish..."