For all that Beverly doesn't think she's ever really sat and conversed with anyone like this, it's not all that different from texting as she gets into it, easy to fall into a rhythm. Regan is easy to talk to, too; Beverly likes her instinctively, nodding along as she reads what Regan has written before typing out her own response.

Right? It's crazy. Like something out of a sci-fi movie or something. I thought I knew weird, and then I got here. She doesn't often like to talk about home a lot, or about the fact that she hopes she doesn't wake up to find this was all a weird dream, but she doesn't want to be disingenuous, either. Things got pretty crazy back there for a while, but it's nothing compared to what happens in Darrow on a regular basis.