He blinks, pausing at her at the pronouncement that she isn't expecting rescue. He wants to ask why she thinks that -- if nothing else, it will be noticed when their flight doesn't arrive in Sydney -- but decides against it. No point in starting up arguments already.

It's a relief, anyways, to have some hint that they're approaching a destination, that they aren't being lead on a wild goose chase somehow. He picks up his pace a bit. "I wonder how many of us there are..."