"I tried a laugh, but it didn't work to well, so I used a fog horn. It confuses them because there's no ocean around here." At the time she thought it a brilliant idea. /She/ would look for an ocean if she heard one.
"Do you have the map? Is there a town nearby? We'll need to get some gas for the car and wash off the dust." The car was practically alive if Marlow's efforts were anything to go on.
Maybe the Defenders should've found her a pet.
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