[ She nods after he finishes speaking, finally pulling out her water bottle and settling in for the long haul. She pulls her knees up close to her chest. ]

Thank you. For answering.

[ It's really all she can say. If it's this place, and the problems people have been having, it may or may not pass. She likes to believe it will. She doesn't want Karl to suffer; nor any of the others she's met. Not even strangers, though they're disconnected from her, beyond where she can presently see. ]

You'll pull through. Even if I have to track down that Granny to figure out a way to make it better for you again.

[ For all of them. She settles her arms over her knees, resting her chin on them, and falls into a simple, watchful silence. ]