She gives her a look, raising her eyebrow as she hears all that. "Honey, that's some serious hobo business." But good, maybe she won't be whining too much at night-- they'd just need something to keep the wind out.

"If we don't find an oasis, we'll have to get it from plants." Or animals, but she was going to hold off on that until they needed to. "Plants need water to grow, right? So they'll have some."

It's strange, talking to someone right out of a history book. "Everyone knows Waterloo. And the cake thing, but that's just a joke." But she smiles back despite all that. "That's okay, my best friend forever has this boy who follows her around, and he totally did all of that and he's still like totally tolerable!"

"Oh, the TV? We definitely have that. No Battle Royale stuff, though."