"We'll stop here."

I don't respond to Talon's comment. Just continue to stare out the side window of Grayson's car. I haven't spoken a word to Talon for over a day, since I realized he wasn't going to give me anything. No information to help me figure out where we're going or what's going to happen when we get there. He doesn't seem to care about my lack of conversation. Talks regardless of my response.

"I know a place we can grab some fuel here. We'll stop for the ...