She shrugged, leaning back on her hands still, "I don't know, makes sense to me, I mean, you get used to having instructions I guess, takes some of the pressure of deciding what to do off." Her smile was a crooked, almost bitter little thing, "And yeah, I know about the missing the people not the place thing, I keep thinking about how the Cutters could fit in here." And take over, maybe, though they'd probably be happy off in a campground somewhere where they could live in the wilds and not have to worry about hunting down the Smoke.
She tilted her head then, one brow arching, "You want to give it a try? It's tricky, but it's not difficult." She shrugged, "Helps me think, because when you're hoverboarding you can't really think of anything but hoverboarding, helps clear my head." She hopped down from her perch then, snagging her backpack from where she'd left it in the shadow of the AC box, taking the hoverboard from the next one over where she'd had it charging all day, looking like a black mylar kite, at least until she folded it up again, checking the lights on the nose, "Fully charged." A grin, almost predatory, "C'mon, I'll race you down."