"It's a mess because my passengers don't respect the rules." He had a little plastic bag that was supposed to be for garbage. No one but him used it. Maybe if he got a florescent pink one...

He shrugged at Isaac's question, nodding up ahead. "Wherever. Don't really have a destination." Other than 'not at home in bed with nightmares'. That was as far as he'd gotten in terms of figuring out where he wanted to go.

"You coming or not?"