"Scorpions? Better than spiders," she remarked warily.
Still, scorpions were rather scary. They crunched and splattered just like spiders when stepped on, though. Nothing to be too concerned about. Unless they got bigger...
"Perhaps one with a pond or lake we can take a swim in? I miss racing you."
Smiling at the childhood memory, she tried to ignore the blinding sun streaming through her helm's visor. Something actually came into view besides sand. A wrecked wagon, left to rot in the desert lay before them. She studied it with passing interest as they eventually walked past it. It was a sign of civilization at least, and it had been pointed in the direction they were going.