Though the first leg of the trip was nothing but silence, Rogue relaxed when Bobby turned the radio on. There were a few catchy tunes and they helped to lighten the mood, though never for long. She had started speaking again, engaging in the silly questions he asked or statements he made, but it was nothing more than a distraction. When they reached the city, everything was quiet once more.
Unbuckling her seat belt, she turned to keep an eye both in front of them and behind them, trying to sense something familiar. "Not yet," she said. The city was a big place, but the outskirts felt like their best bet. "You see any graffiti?" she asked, not quite certain why she asked. Bright colors, scrawling text, maybe they would just get the directions spelled out for them.