"Yeah, I found it. I'll give a whirl sometime. And kind, huh... you'd say that about anyone, Emil."

He could be too trusting. Or maybe she couldn't trust enough. She smiled ruefully, but lay a hand briefly on his head, just as a reminder, before turning and heading towards the exit, whichever one had the least greeters gathered around. "Let's get the hell out of this shithole already. I want to see this place of yours."

Not like their camping was anything luxurious, but this friend of his had better be taking care of him, or heads would roll.