"I guess she meant to be." He could always see her regardless so it wasn't always easy to tell when she was hiding. By the looks of things Sleeper could detect her regardless. He wondered how many others could do the same.

He followed the gesture toward the large metal box on wheels that he now knew was called a bus. Really, the idea of cooping himself up in one of those for hours or days at a time didn't sound very appealing to him but it still might come in handy if he wasn't able to replenish his stormlight to fly. It would at least beat walking.

"Good to know." He reached into his pocket, pulling out his card. "Would this get me onto one of those?"

He'd ask about planes after, one thing at a time.