While Francaeur concerned himself with not running over the boy, said boy was more concerned with taking the path of least resistance, which meant less people. Their journey became a stop-and-start bit of stealth and timing, sneaking from one shady hidey-hole to another. There was really no telling what could come of spooking the wrong person, but for how long they'd all gone without some major incident with the public, Joey wasn't terribly afraid.

Actually, it was almost kind of fun, sneaking along. It wasn't like they were doing anything bad, after all.

He waved Francaeur over after one last check of the entryway to the transporter, tapping the keypad to open up the door and head on inside. It was a much more forgiving location, obviously, given who was in charge of it now. And now...he had to figure out where to find the technology his bug-friend needed.