"It's a desert right". A loathed expression paints Nero's face as he says this.
"Yeah why"? Ash chuckles through his cigarette.
"Call it fond memories". Nero says, pinching the bridge of his nose.
"What? You don't like the desert"? A jab is sent into his side, followed by Ashes hardy chuckle.
"I hate sand in general but if this is where it is so be it" Nero says blocking the jab.
"Where are we stopping first? Then I need to stock up on some supplies". Letum says going over the inventory in his pack. A small screen is projected off the bag showing all the items inside in grids.
"Please tell me you know somewhere trustworthy. I'm in dire straits. I desperately need mag batteries". Letum says with a bit of anxiety seeing his depleting resources.
"Only 1 left in my pack. Unlike you too, I can't summon a genie out of my ass. I have to rely on my own gathered resources". A deep sigh escapes him.