Envoy does not miss a beat. "Of course." She has plenty of experience with PR slogans, and thus lets all of it just glide off her, like raw sewage off a perpetually spotless surface infused with the mythical, entropy-annihilating properties inherent in all cleaning detergents (according to their ads).

She looks to Wildfang. "Can you pinpoint where the fuel is?" Of course, the first things to check are whether the vehicle has an exhaust, and then if there is an obvious fuel tank or some other addition underneath. But chances are it won't be that easy.