"Some of the huts have both," Wichita points out, though those are probably few and far in between. And besides, she's not keen on moving away from the Compound until Columbus is ready. They've kind of reached this unspoken agreement that they'll keep living together, and she doesn't feel like giving up the comfort of having him nearby any time soon. Not that she'll admit to that out loud, at least not sober. She leads the way out of the Compound now, taking the shortest route that will get them closest to the beach the fastest. "But the setup here is pretty sweet. Don't blame you for wanting to stick around."