There's no disagreement with Verity's suggestion - she's got no more fight left in her today. "That sounds fair."

She's not going to have much to say as they make their way to the bridge at a leisurely pace. The sudden weight of her exhaustion is making it difficult to think and she vaguely wonders if she'll even manage to get out of bed at all tomorrow. It's not until they're almost all the way to the bridge that she has anything of significance to say.

"So... I need to find someone to talk to about all of this. Any idea where to start?"