Sephiroth: *slowly shakes his head* No, that’s alright… I’m fine. *yawns and once again tries to rest, figuring there’s nothing else to do while in the van* *”Thanks anyway, but I wouldn’t drink anything those creatures have. There’s something about them I really don’t like, I don’t know why we ever allied with them…”*
Ysaty’mee: *nods back at her and leans his head back against the wall, returning his plasma rifle to it’s holster at his side. He jolts upright once more as the van goes over a pothole, but quickly relaxes again once he realizes it is not a threat*