The city was as it had been when they left not more than a few days before. Rubbish in the streets and clean air above.
“How long do you suppose it’s going to take?” she asked.
“I’m not sure,” he said squinting as he looked into the sky.
The two of them quietly walked down the crowded streets, dragging a small cart full of crates. Anxious to get back to what they considered base, and drop off the new supplies, they didn’t say much to each other.
They didn’t need to say much; they’d been doing this for a while