Jono accepted the phone, gave it a listen-to for a moment, and then furrowed his brow before holding it out to Ino.

Yep. It didn't get much more useless than that.

//It gets us out of the ash, I suppose. Just so long as they don't go fallin' in on themselves.// And onto them, as a result. He shrugged, and then started to walk. He might as well lead the way, after all. He was the human torch-lamp. //Still, I wouldn't mind knowing which direction would get us out of this town. If we go far enough, we might be able to find clean air, at least.//