"What is there to expect aside from the obvious?" Tink said quickly in her usual way of speaking. "The ground will still be covered in fallout like the rest of the soil samples you have collected from all across the country or we would not be living in an irradiated wasteland." She put her hands on her hips and shifted onto her right foot. A few years ago she had narrowly escaped death from stepping on a landmine and barely jumped out of the way before the blast blew her in half; her foot managed to get caught in the blast but luckily it had been saved by Kate. Serving as a grim reminder that death was always marching in step with them, she now walked with a slight limp to her stride and it pained her to stand in one place for too long. They had only been at a halt for less than a minute and she could already feel the all-too familiar pain creeping up on her.

"Let the man do what he needs to do while you two do the same, Tinkerbell. The less we argue, the sooner we can complete our mission and get back home," Knight Juliano yawned tiredly. Although he appeared too laid-back and easy-going to be an alert and capable guard for the group, he was fairly well at his job. Everyone knew that he would prefer to lay under the shade of a tree and stare at the back of his eyelids more than going on long patrols and recon their surroundings, but he took his job seriously when the time called for it.

"Don't call me that!" she snapped. "We are just adding more waste to the land by standing here when we could be finding the materials needed to actually make a difference to this land and help it. Instead here we stand playing in the mud like children."

"You are a child, Tink."

"And you are a fat, lazy man, Juliano."