"Yep. Basically a bunch of big boxes on wheels pulled by an engine that runs along metal tracks. This used to be a steel town--they made metal for buildings and shit here--so the trains were really important."

The forest is as real as he could make it, which is unfortunately not entirely real, but just about the next best thing. It's good enough that he can still pretend it's real even as a wolf, which is good enough for him. "A couple months, but this used to be my Uncle Vince's place, so I'd been here plenty before that."

If she's past the staring-because-it's-strange stage, Tempest might notice that there's nothing about this place that speaks of any sort of wealth. It's modern to her eyes, but it's also old, weathered and not kept up with particular pride or care. Peter's uncle was apparently not particularly house-proud, and Peter and his mother haven't changed that, at least on the outside. But there's also nothing about Peter that seems defensive or embarrassed about this place. He lives here, it is what it is, and he seems totally unconcerned about her judgment of his situation.