Poor girl. Bike's probably fine? This ground's pretty soft, that's the whole problem anyway.

[Thank fuck for his guitar. That's really the priority here. He and Chrissy can heal from things.

Once she's pulled herself to her feet, and he's done the same, he waves for her to come help him get the bike up and together they push it back onto its tires to tow to the edge of the field. That takes some tough pushing, but up above, the ground is packed from farm vehicles driving the edge and it's easier to walk it from there in the direction of those lights.]

I kinda wonder when we are, but I also kinda don't give a shit. Sometime there's pavement, an' I want on it. Your lip doin' okay?