I'm camping around five miles south of town. There's a good series of rock clusters out that way, and Caesar seemed to like them. I think his idea was it'd keep people from seeing a campfire, once we figured the caves right there hadn't been used in months.

( She does realize it sounds absurd to talk about camping when, most things considered, she's still... who she is. It's more a merit of not talking about how morphing works that makes it probably sound more sane. Caesar's likely closest to guessing how much of an endurance run morphing and demorphing is in truth, seeing her collapse dead asleep by the time she got back to camp at night. )

More like after I figured that out! We were down half our funds in the first hour and a half of being here, so...