"It's about fifteen hundred miles east of Los Angeles, give or take, I believe. Another big city, same country." All right, doesn't look like there's anything large and/or terrifying inside—mostly a lot of odd new structures that look like they were built by ants. She hops down off the railing delicately, without the slightest wobble. "Looks safe, more or less. I don't see anything that looks like it would be able to eat someone our size, anyway."

She moves to enter, and then looks back at Cassandra. "Um, I don't know if you..."