"I think so. Do you want me to take a turn driving?" Yvette honestly did jump as he got back to the car, but she sets her phone down. "It looks like we're near enough to civilization to have internet and acceptable phone service. If you want me to check in with the Assembly." She pauses. "Waverly, I'm guessing?"

"A" might work too. She's sketched out a rough map of the route to the apartment. "The apartment's got some basic furniture but it will be stuffy and there's no supplies. But it's quiet. I got it in case if Paris IV heated up again." Since let's be honest, protests are a constant when the weather got warm and tempers got short.