That look of wonder doesn't leave her face, and as he speaks, as she feels how impassioned he is about these ideals, and hears it in his voice, it slowly changes to a mixture of awe and respect. How wonderful it must be, to have the resolve, not to mention the know-how and the resources, to break away from the existing society and create one of your own.

"I was a child during the New Deal, so I didn't have many thoughts on it one way or the other, but I remember my grandfather decrying a lot of the policies with some regularity. Private companies should have been allowed to do all that, not government agencies, he'd say, and I have to agree. I suppose America hasn't gotten much better, really. The war sapped me of every bit of patriotism I had. I've been trying - I was out on the campaign trail for General Eisenhower to get the presidency, before I arrived here, and I do think he's by far the best option the States has, but ... I suppose it's as much to prove to my decriers that I'm not as un-American as they'd tell everyone." She beams a radiant smile at him. "I do wish that I could have lived in your city, Andrew."