"There aren't that many, but I wouldn't know how to put a number to it. Definitely not as many as the regular Darrow. Most people, I think, stay hidden a lot, so the streets are kinda empty," Noah explains. He hasn't met anyone who hadn't come from the other Darrow, but there's no way the general populace is here. You'd be running into people all the time. It'd be a lot more chaotic.

"I haven't met anyone named Daryl, but-- he's someone from regular Darrow, right? I don't think everyone from there has shown up here. But he could," Noah adds, not sure which would be more of a reassurance for her. He rubs the side of his face, over the smudge that has nothing to do with ash. "People seem to come at random."