That whole lying ability would be really handy right about now. Resa decides to strategically not answer right away, and instead focuses on trying to figure out just where she took a wrong turn to get here. There are elevators around here, right? This place was so gross. Why did people even choose to live here?

"Well, they're going to wise up to the jig pretty soon, yeah? Stupidity that bad doesn't usually last forever." Which isn't quite an answer, but it'll have to do, because, still gripping his sleeve, she drags him in another direction, pointing.

"I think I see an elevator over there. Did you get lost, too? This never happened when my phone worked, but at this rate, I'd just take a decent map. But all the maps around here are so expensive, because they haven't figured out how to mass produce them yet. I can not wait until they hit the industrial revolution."