Liwei leaned back in the seat as the van rumbled over tough terrain, no doubt destroying their tires. He glanced out the window for signs of life. 

Misha scratched her head, letting out a tentative noise before she answered. "'Bout what? 'Bout Destin, 'bout the crazy scientiss, 'bout - did you know all our medicine got burnt and that's all that's gonna burn since we got zilch on firewood?"