There were a number of mutants waiting outside the den for them to return, needing someone to talk to, not just pass messages with, so Wolfe waved Ella inside with both bikes while he stopped to catch up on the morning's news.
"Good, you made it back. Our scout says that there is anti-human magic at the landing strip now. They sent more scouts not long ago to see what happened to the others.
We assumed that it must have been you, so we came to see if you had found a good way of dealing with them for a longer time than random ambushes.
They have been going crazy with the bombings lately, and it's becoming dangerous for the people of the wastes to go out looking for the earliest spring root vegetables, and we're almost down to just the food that we took from the humans."
"Are the human rations as unsatisfying for you as they are for me? It's like they are lacking something essential." Wolfe asked.
