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Scout had not yet attempted driving in the dark, but once she had turned off the floodlight over the door, she found that the monitors still attached to working cameras compensated for the low light, showing greenish outlines around the protrusions in the canyon walls and the occasional larger rock embedded in the baked mud of the ground. She got the rover moving as slowly as she could, a bit herky-jerky at first but smoother once she found a switch that automated the speed and let her take her foot off the pedal.
Tucker let the dogs curl up together in the passenger seat, leaning against the console between the two control panels and watching her as she navigated down the canyon.
“Which way?” Scout asked.
“Just keep going like you are,” Tucker said, not even looking at the monitors.
