The female chuckled. "No no, I don't have a boss. We're just curious what you and Al are doing, Clare. You two are interesting enough, given most go insane when revealed the truth."
The Zambian laughed warmly. "Yeah. The multi-verse is weird. We gotta go look at something, may I take the wheel?"
Zanthe pulled into a small safehouse and parked the bike, then helped Ray off of the back. "Right... this isn't going to be easy, but I promise I'll save you," she said, looking at the raccoon. "Stay with me, okay?"
Clare grinned at the woman, though internally she had some questions. "Who's to say I'm not already crazy?" she says, picking out a book and leaning against the shelf, flipping through it.
How did she manage to guess my name, I wonder...? "Why don't you grab a novel, and we can read while we wait."