Sometimes you just can't win with kids. Everything they do leads to suffering and musicals.

But yeah, the lack of answer tells her she must have gotten close. That old, huh? Then three days isn't even in the books. Typically, she shouldn't care if some geezer is going to croak before her, but when he's in the cage closest to her—

"Hm?" The question snaps her out of that line of thought for now. "Me? A city. Most of it's buried in the trenches, so all this dark isn't that much of a bother."