"An internet cafe would likely be too much to hope for," M mused, half to herself by her absent study of the World Outside The Bus Window, and entirely to Sam by her intention.

Not to mention the lack of any money with which to purchase time with. But, M mused to herself, with a careful ease to her pose as a nurse ventured a look their way, that particular hill could be taken when the time came. Somehow.

The arthritis she emphatically did not have, plus approximately four decades out of the field, would likely put a damper on any shenanigans involving stray wallets. On the upside, she looked remarkably like someone's grandmama in this getup. Harmless, really.

The sort of smile worn by dragons briefly touched her lips at the thought.

"I do so enjoy a good library. So many things to learn."