Meredith closes her eyes, nodding, starting to drift a bit. She half-expects, if she falls asleep at any point now, she'll wake up back on the island, which feels like reason enough to try not to; she doesn't mind going back to the life they've made, but it seems like such a waste to miss a chance to see the city, to enjoy time away from that place while they can make it last. Twisting the ring around her finger, she glances over, just to look at him.