"Yeah, I'm used to cities, and I love the noise of them. Cities without noises, or with... different noises are a bit creepy." The word was spoken softly, and Martha covered the barely-suppressed shudder with taking another bite of her pizza. The unease of the discussion about the Barge had shifted into other parts of her thoughts that filled her with unease, and she'd followed the path almost without thinking.

Perhaps this wasn't such a good idea after all.