Wyn scoffed defensively, yet still with a slight air of playfulness, at her retort. "Well, our lack of a plan still granted us this smartphone, didn't it? Ain't too far fetched to expect a power bank somewhere around here, but if we don't, I'll just turn it off for the few hours we'll be on the road."

He was about to fiddle with the radio when she mentioned the risk of the phone being tracked, and he glanced at the bag of chips she had bought from the store at the gas station, a fun idea popping into his head. "If you're done with that chip bag, we could chuck the phone in it. The foil should block the phone's GPS signal. Got that one from [i]Terminator: Dark Fate[/i]. I... guess you haven't seen that movie."

He chuckled at that, and then leaned back in his seat with a sigh. "I don't know how well that'll actually work, though, so not saying you should take my word for it. I just think that a phone would be useful if we can figure out a safe way to hang on to it. Anyway, deciding that we're immediately going to look for a place to check that disc out once we're in a city sounds like a plan."