"Guess so," Ellie agrees. It's hard to think of anything being better for the world where she comes from, but she's heard about brown pollution clouds and shit like that. Those clouds are long gone. She figures they probably suck less than spores, but it is what it is.

She takes the plate, then the fork. What is it about people feeding her lately? Well, that's fine. It gets her to eat more than she would on her own, that's for sure.

"Do you think it'll happen to us too? That shit with the fog, I mean."