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Bikes won't cut it. The pyramid floats.
I'll have to grab him in the car.
And you, if you tell me where you are.

I am not finished here.
There are many people who still need provisions to survive this ordeal.
When you find the car, deliver me your location, and I will come to you.

Maps are fried, Daenerys. Everything is.
I could send you a location, but it could take you to entirely the wrong place. I know this city better than you.

[ she won't like hearing it, but it's practical. ]

[It's almost possible to hear her impatience through text.]

I suppose that is what happens when you entrust the entirety of your daily operations to technology.
I am in the city center, but I should not linger much longer.

[How does she put this...]

Unusually, the heat is not agreeing with me.

You're not wrong.

[ she has never liked the mental component of the implant. the total lack of anything analog. it's strange to her, even as someone from an advanced, spacefaring society. ]

That's not unusual. Climate management is down. It seems to be getting to most people.

[ rey wouldn't be surprised if she were the only one unaffected. there'd been good logic to getting the una soldier taken down before anything else -- the heat couldn't hit them too hard by then. ]

I am not most people.

I will see you when you locate our transport.

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