Ivy started walking across the street towards the boy punching rocks. "Why don't you know anyone?" A smile creeped across Ivy's face "Are you from out of town as well? How did you survive the blast? Do you know what caused it? Why are you punching rocks? Where are you from? Why are you so short?" The questions tumbled out of her mouth, and she was sure all of her questions were incomprehensible, except maybe the last one. "What are you doing?" Ivy asked again, "And do you know if there's any good place to stay for the night? Like a hotel or something? All the buildings look the same." Ivy shrugged and awkwardly readjusted her belt. [i]It's probably not the best night to stay outside after everything that's happened...[/i]