"Somehow I doubt that." Dangerous was just the word to describe that decrepit city's 'scarecrow.'

Jackson's lips twisted into a fragment of a smile at the fairly accurate analysis, looking more bemused than anything. Simple, perhaps, he preferred an environment he could control and abandon.

"Not all things." He answered, tilting his head. "I prefer my home to have some order. The world's such a chaotic place after all."

Lisa, always the trouble maker. "Beauty's in the eye of the beholder." he commented, taking the risk of continuing to address the topic of Miss Reisert rather than ignore it out right. "Then again, Lisa seems to prefer the complex."