... Right. [ She remembers their first real encounter with the hunters, that Joel had known immediately that the man wasn't hurt. She remembers the bodies they'd come across, looted, murdered. ] Anyway...

[ Ellie thumbs at the hilt of her knife, squinting ahead at the building. ]

Shut up! I was freaked out, okay? And... with pretty good reason. [ Beat. ] Whoa...

[ Ahead loomed the gardens, bright and vibrant and clearly attended to. The girl let her mouth fall open in surprise, moving cautiously toward the hedges and flowers. ]

D'you think someone, like... actually lives here? Like, lives here lives here?