"And I haven't been near a horse," Dutch tells him with a shake of her head. She prefers things with a little more power, a little more kick than a horse. She wants a fast ship or a fast car or, if all else fails, someone big and fast to carry her around. Running's such a chore, after all.

"The city's not that big either so walking everywhere isn't necessarily out of the question either," Dutch advises with a shrug. "I've run around the island a few times and it's big but not that big. It's doable as long as it's not snowing or raining acid."