The Empire isn't terribly big on educating anyone outside of its upper crust. Donnie had learned that the hard way. It had taken him a while before he actually allowed himself to really trust the Corsairs about the availability of things like the library, so afraid as he'd been about being punished again for poking through books he wasn't supposed to.

They're of the same sentiment when it comes to the forest. It's so much nicer than being underground with the almost incessant rumble of heavy artillery above you. As much as Donnie wishes he could detour towards the coast, he's pretty sure they're nowhere near it.

He nods before voicing, "Okay," in afterthought, checking on Rezo before he starts along again.