Huh. Maybe I just remembered it wrong. Not like I can really check, either. It'd probably take me a year at best to get to the East Coast on foot. Not to mention it's probably been turned into radioactive sludge by my time from the nukes.

[How strange. She takes the coin in one hand and flips it end over end between her fingers before flipping it back to Niko.]

Happiness Island. Suppose you could have done worse. But what's Europe like? Is it really different from the US?

[To Sibyll, Europe seemed as far away as the moon. She knew it existed, but had no clue what it could possibly be like.]