"I know at least a few folks in town who might could be receptive. Aster, for one. And there's a girl in town who has this whole conspiracy theory board in her basement." Dan doesn't want to actually bring Lady's name into it. Lady trusted him and Aster with the details of her obsessive search for the truth. She didn't give him permission to air it to strangers.

The fog makes it difficult to see if they're being followed, so Dan tries to attune his ears, which means patches of silence in their conversation. What Dan's senses lack in reach they make up for in canniness. After a few minutes, he's fairly certain they aren't being followed based on how bored the birds are, but he doesn't take his hand off the butt of his gun.

"I think me and Aster are going to try to talk to one. You want me to report back to you if we make it out alive?"