"The farthest I've ever been away from New York is Fiji, and that was by accident," Donnie says. He tries not to think too much about home, but all too easy to do so, and he misses it deeply.

At least the reminder of where the woman's from is one way of getting his thoughts off of home. Right. Post-apocalyptic mess.

For all the dismantling Donnie had been doing, he still can't help but grimace as he catches her hacking off he cyborg's head. Well, that's one way to do it, he supposes.