Hn. [The sound was a disapproving one. That idea reminded her of the Zor, and their ultra-perfect society of clones and altered humans. Something churned in her stomach, and she forced her thoughts to that of finding a meal once these chores were done with.]
[She scoffed a little.] I get that a lot. I doubt they'll let me drive anything here, though. Else I'd show you a thing or two. [There was a distinct lack of burned rubber or flattened grass anywhere to be seen, all telltale signs of the kinds of vehicles she was used to driving.]