Furiosa smiles, unwittingly charmed. Granted, she's always been more softhearted toward the young than most would think from her appearance, but the upbeat resoluteness of this one really strikes her the right way. "Are you hungry at all? I only carry jerky and protein biscuits, but there are always kiosks with snacks around the plaza."

Her money isn't really hers, per se. Furiosa trades for the Citadel, and only rarely indulges herself. One meal for a lost kid won't hurt anyone, though. And a PINpoint can be gotten for free. She offers her right hand--the one that's flesh and blood, not metal. "You want to tell me about where you come from? Do you have a school?"

That's one of the things you ask kids about, after all, but Furiosa's interest is more than casual. They're in the process of building a school where she comes from, and an outside perspective might be useful.