"It ain't that Zack had a bad weekend that has got me riled," she hissed, voice taut and almost disturbingly level.

"It 'bout knowing that whatever's going on? Ends in that dead poisonous city you showed me. The one Edge skirts."

Zack was a friend, yes, but he wasn't the only thing here.

"Sue me, for thinkin' maybe there's a different way."