"Well, the door's right behind you." Not a terribly mature response. This is the first time in days that Raine has acknowledged Enoch's existence, which is enough time for Enoch to accept that Raine was right and he is, in fact, still mad at him. Enoch isn't sure if it annoys him more that he's clinging to such an irrational emotion, or that Raine is still able to have an effect on him.
In a fit of pique, Enoch makes the door out of the apartment disappear. Then the floor ripples under Raine's feet, turning into polished wooden boards. The world lightens. The storm goes quiet. Raine now stands on the deck of a small lakeside cottage, looking out at the water. It's daytime, maybe close to noon, and chilly enough to be early spring. On a nearby wooden table is a laptop (open to a spreadsheet filled with numbers) and steaming mug of tea, but no one in sight.
There aren't many locations in Enoch's repertoire—places he knows intimately enough to recreate in detail, like the research lab. His whole life is work. Three months ago, before Enodia shut down, he wouldn't even have had this place.
IN APARTMENTS: Raine & Enoch
In a fit of pique, Enoch makes the door out of the apartment disappear. Then the floor ripples under Raine's feet, turning into polished wooden boards. The world lightens. The storm goes quiet. Raine now stands on the deck of a small lakeside cottage, looking out at the water. It's daytime, maybe close to noon, and chilly enough to be early spring. On a nearby wooden table is a laptop (open to a spreadsheet filled with numbers) and steaming mug of tea, but no one in sight.
There aren't many locations in Enoch's repertoire—places he knows intimately enough to recreate in detail, like the research lab. His whole life is work. Three months ago, before Enodia shut down, he wouldn't even have had this place.