A muffled "Mff? Huh?" comes from the back of the vehicle. Just then, a very disoriented Gertrude sits up from the floorspace between the front and back seats, fully uniformed and equipped with her VAC pack. "Wait...where are we going? And why am I on the floor?" She rubs her eyes and yawns widely, then rubs her nose with a finger, blinking a few times.