Granted, the air in Republic City might not be as fresh as, say, the countryside, but the odd smells are already starting to become part of the background, ignored in Lloyd's mind in favor of more important things. Just the fact that they'll be moving, actively doing something, will be as good as fresh air right now.

Sticking to the sides of the road now (no use tempting fate again), Lloyd tries not to think too hard about what just happened and focus on taking in the sights. If it's still a problem in a few hours, then he'll start to worry. For now...

"Whoa, that statue's huge! I wonder who that is." Someone bald and bearded and important enough to have a statue you can see from this far away.