"That's the spirit. We'd only get more lost anyway." Lincoln said with a grin. He had tried using maps once. They didn't tell him much though they had been helpful in starting a campfire.
"Then we're all set. Let's get this walk started."
Highways took the lead, ambling along at what might have been the world's most steady pace. It was easy for the two gods to lapse into a companionable silence and eventually, faster then Ryan could have expected the city faded away around them. Highways had exercised some part of his will and they were most definitely not in New York State anymore.
"Huh." Lincoln squinted at the long stretch of road before them. "I wonder where we are."