"It's hardly walkin'," she replies. "More like-- stumpin'. An' there's a reason I'd rather crawl, given the chance. But I don't trust the ground here, not when there's cars with broken windows, an' at least my stumps are sorta protected by these dinoskin pants."

She'd got them from the giftshop, before the giftshop had closed due to volcano, and knotted up the bottom half so they didn't trail so badly.