That's better than middle school.
[they kiss again]
That's 'cause I know what I'm doing now.
[they kiss and embrace]
Ha... and no braces either.
[she giggles; they kiss; the train lurches; she giggles again; they kiss; he removes his jacket; they kiss more passionately; he lifts her up for her to straddle him as he sits; they kiss some more]
Ah... We should get some food.
[breathy] Yeah... I'm starving.
Listen, kid, the world you've just been dropped into is a world very few people get to see. You're gettig a glimpse behind the curtain. What we're engaged in here is a polite war. It's not about bullets and bombs, borders or territories. The currency of this war is information. Zeroes and ones, Nathan. Data.