"Aww, on my own? Why would I keep a bottle to wine all to myself, with a pretty girl like you around?" He grinned slightly, and shook his head. "Eh, 'sides, its not as if Im already, basically incapacitated. What with me not being able to get up and all."
Vinn nodded. "Well, every once in a while, these Neoyanks- kind of like me, but with seperate priorities- get themselves into a decent position in the military service. From their vantage points, they are able to arrange pickups and drop-offs and rendevous- sometimes, they use this to pick up healthy loads of capable survivors and drop them off in the wilderness, using yank drivers. Only people like myself, who are in on the whole flawed system, can reserve spots if we have people who meet standards. When you get picked up, they'll breif you on your drop-off and your to-dos, you know, different for every trip. I think they'll take you to the border of the forest in the west, which is a ways off, and drop you around the cliff edges."