"Very true," said Stephen, conjuring a towel and wiping the sweat from his face and hands. "And for all we know, we might be dumped in a place where one or more of us might not be able to use whatever powers we have." That was the type of thought that sometimes kept him up at night.
Since they had no control over the Bus, they had no idea what awaited them at the next stop or what limitations they may face there. "But enough of the doom and gloom. I need something to eat. Care to join me?"