Jordan arches an eyebrow and hefts her backpack unconsciously. She has stores already - well, trailmix - but appreciates any direction at this point. "Are there people around?" she asks. "You said Kansas has the city, right?"

It's hard not to comment on his gift of prophecy, and how he sounds more like a prophet than a god. Jordan manages by focusing her attention on her dog and giving her another earscratch.