Jacob follows, sitting on the eaves woth both legs over the edge. He's used to this pose, its an easier one that crouching, especially on a pitched roof. The city from here is a mess: badly cared for, decaying. A far different view from the top if the town house on finance street

"I don't think they could have known that when they brought you here. They don't want us understanding this place. They're not about to make understanding it, studying it, easy."

Not in any way shape or form. But doing so gives them power and leverage, those who want to leave can do. Those who want to stsy might really be able to build something here. He and Charles wouldn't run the risk of being parted. They could banish Angel's father. They could make this place a home. A real one.

"What sort of equipment do you need?"