Benjamin Ya

Leona Pollendina

Script

Ben: I thought you were smarter than that.

Leona: Talk to your brother. Obviously a bit of him has rubbed off on me.

Ben: I'm sorry.

Leona: Thanks. *sticks out her tongue* ...Well? What about it? You gonna get us home?

Ben: *serious face* I don't know if there's much of a choice left at this point. I trust the way we have to walk even less than I trust myself.

Leona: That's pretty scary... but.. as you said.. do we have much of a choice?

Ben: No. I suppose not.