"Just as well we're used to walking, isn't it?" Etain says with a shake of her head, folding the map and pocketing it for now. She can give it a more in-depth look when she's not walking. She would rather not walk into a streetlamp or Scorch's back if he came to a halt without her noticing. It would be embarrassing, to say the least.

Then Scorch keeps talking and her threatening headache starts to get worse. "Those bridges aren't going to mysteriously break down one day, are they?"