Cara Villiers was in her own world, too, tuned out from the interior of the LAV and intent only on the music and accompanying video feed from her simdeck. Chase had been casual about trying to get a look, but he was reassured to see that the simchip in the deck was yet another commercial one, a recording by her old friends L'Infame. He watched Cara occasionally during the trip north, but she continued to stare blankly at the cabin's far wall. Every so often her left hand twitched. Mostly, though, Chase thought about Denver.