[ Fern raises an eyebrow at that too-quick reply, even though by that point Adrian's already turned away from her to grab his things. She's noticed that those things he drinks do have an effect on him, almost like a milder version of certain potions back home. It doesn't seem to have any negative effects, at least thus far, but she'll be keeping an eye on him.

She also grabs her things, slinging her cloak over her shoulder (not that it's going to do her much good in this heat) and dragging her pack into her lap to check that she has everything she needs.

Well, she definitely doesn't have enough weapons, but that's not a problem they'll be solving tonight, unfortunately. ]

... Hmm. Maybe it was harder for them to gain total control the way Strahd did. This place isn't like Barovia. [ Well, it is in some ways, but maybe it hadn't afforded the vampires here the same advantages.

Either way, they might earn the answer to some of their questions if they investigate. She can't help but feel a spike of relief at Adrian's suggestion. Now she doesn't have to worry about whether he's in a state to drive after consuming that... "energy drink." ] We can take the bike. [ She nods and leans over to slide open one of the side doors. Humid, sticky heat blasts in and she grunts in discomfort, but it doesn't stop her from peeling off of the seat to exit the vehicle.

As Adrian joins her, she nods to the bus. ]

Did you want to move it to a different spot? I don't think it's a good idea to keep it parked in one place for too long.

[ Call it paranoia, but Fern tends to have decent instincts. ]