[ It's like watching the light come back to his eyes, a little, or a heat haze lift from the ground. Flynn wants to ask what was happening, where he thought he was going, but... well, he's been given an answer, and more importantly, he stopped before running out into the endless scrubland, and that's the important part. ]

I wondered, when I didn't recognize your face. It's easy to start recognizing everyone in town, since there are so few of us. Did... you say you were escorted? Did you come in from the desert?