More rubbing at his face. "That's a relief," he said, laconically. Suddenly, for a moment, he felt like he was right back in Fandom, sitting in the trenches, waiting for whatever horrible desperate thing would be flung at them next and trying desperately to make up for it.

But he wasn't. Which meant there was even less he could do. And it was over, anyway.

"Doubt you'd have trouble in a wasteland. And I suppose you lot all saved yourselves."