Where it was cold and lonely and desolate wandering through these streets before, somehow it seems far more pleasant with Hiro's company. Lamplight flickered from streetlights, lighting up corners. The sound of the water reached them just before the bridge came into sight.

"Tower bridge," Adam said, nodding at it. "That down there?" He pointed to a less elaborate bridge. "That's London bridge. Most people think they're the same who never come here, but they're not. London Bridge was here before I was born, even. Tower Bridge wasn't constructed until the 19th century."