( she silently mouths an approximation of the latin words while staring at the little projected screen, until hearing central city makes her breathe a deep sigh. of relief, of irritation; she's at the end of her rope, but at least she's not in a different country. )

Well, I guess there's that. Small freaking wonders.

( she'd bamfed with only her phone in hand, and now that's probably dashed to bits in who knows where. but at least she has a heading. time to find a fire escape to climb down. )

Hey, uh, thanks. For the scoop. From what I've read about this city, who knows how long it would've taken for someone to come squeegee my toches off the roof, y'know?