The longer the game went on, and the more comfortable she got under her blanket--despite the absurd outfit and the boots and the terror she'd been through all day--the easier it got to forget about all the horrors that were lurking outside in the City. That was nice, she thought. Comforting. Sam always did know how to make her feel better, didn't he?

She shook her head. "No, we don't sit on them."