"Detroit," Rose answers, the lie easy. She's at least gathered that she isn't there now, which should make it plausible enough. "I've got family there."
"Not that I'm asking for such a long haul in this grand dame," she adds, giving the upholstery another fond, light touch. "You can take me as far as is easy for you, and I can make my way from there." There's still no scent of lilies and ashes on the wind, and this ride doesn't feel like anything but a kindness. She'll take whatever distance she can get without complaint, but she also knows she can only expect so much from someone with a car like this. It's the kind of vehicle that gets brought out for shows, polished up for admiration on a Saturday afternoon, not a dedicated long-hauler.
And a little distance is all she intends to ask for, really. But then her stomach lets out an audible rumble.
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"Not that I'm asking for such a long haul in this grand dame," she adds, giving the upholstery another fond, light touch. "You can take me as far as is easy for you, and I can make my way from there." There's still no scent of lilies and ashes on the wind, and this ride doesn't feel like anything but a kindness. She'll take whatever distance she can get without complaint, but she also knows she can only expect so much from someone with a car like this. It's the kind of vehicle that gets brought out for shows, polished up for admiration on a Saturday afternoon, not a dedicated long-hauler.
And a little distance is all she intends to ask for, really. But then her stomach lets out an audible rumble.