Well, so is she. They'll need to actually go get supplies for this... like walking shoes.

Walking to get places.

Rachel makes a face at that thought but it doesn't last long. Not with a plan and Tobias smirking.

"I guess we could get a car," she points out quietly, turning to get the meat off the stove before it burns, but there's no excitement in it. Moving in a car, going too fast, missing any of the small things they both might be willing to do - or fights they might be forced into if they're already on foot...