"I always wanted to see Poe's grave."
"Ridiculous," she said. "I have never understood this universal fascination with gravesites. It's morbid and just... sad."
"I go to my granddad's grave sometimes. It's nice."
"Sorry."
"Doesn't matter to me," he said. "I like what I like, you like what you like."
"What do you do there? Just look at it and be sad?"
"No. Usually I just pray or talk to my granddad like he's still here. It honestly makes me happier than it does sad."
"People are strange, aren't they?"
"Is that why you're so dead on fixing us all?" Clark asked.