About an hour later, Jean arrived at customs. The bus was much more efficient when it didn't have to worry about things like gas. Jean smiled at the guards, and quickly made them forget the group, slipping past to meet with Remy. She checked on everyone, nodding as she looked around. "Okay. I've got transport, and Hank and I came up with a plan. Just one last hop to go."
She sighed, pulling her hair back into a ponytail. "And then the bickering over showers can commence. Hank's going to come to us, get everyone under quaratine. The house should be big enough to get everyone comfortable." For a moment she let herself contemplate what it would mean if the Purifiers had used the virus. But that was something to worry about later. No need to scare anyone else more than they already were, Remy included.
"Alright. I'm ready to go rally the troops if you are."