Bo glances back over her shoulder, looking to see if they are being followed, before nodding. "Sure. Looks like they decided they had better things to do."

She's probably going to hear it from the Ash later, but that's not something she's going to worry about now. She slows to a stop and turns back to look at her. She can't help it. She has to ask. "So. How exactly did you wind up in World War III?"