[He's right, she knows he's right. She tells herself that he won't rest well anyway, knowing there's a minuscule chance inaction now might put anyone in harm's way later. And if he's not actually going to rest, they may as well tromp around.]

Oh yeah? Well I can't believe you got that reference. What, you liked the creepy bloodsucker more? [There's some shuffling.] Also, do you want to use my shirt to- to cover up until we find something?

[She's already working it off, making a face at the dark that's partially woods and partially night as they start to pick their way over grass and gravel. It's hard to believe there could be anything, anyone, out here for miles and miles. Talking about vampires was a stupid decision.]