Ree's been avoiding going outside as much as possible. At first, she'd heard about the stones – and wanted nothing to do with them. She couldn't imagine a future for herself back home that was worth seeing. Sure, the law was no longer after them, but they were still dirt poor, doomed to always be scraping the barrel of nothing.

Then, things had gotten even weirder, and she was all the more reluctant to leave. Even if she's not the biggest fan of her apartment, it's the closest thing she has to a home. Her, and Boy.

She's not yet really used to having a cellphone – out of poverty more than anything – but she knows well enough to answer them, not hesitating when she sees Maria's name flash up on the screen. "What's goin' on? Yeah, I'm here."