"Seismic activity?" Furiosa is intelligent, and far better educated than most of the Wasteland populace, but she's not sure what he means by that. 'Earthquake' she would understand, but not 'seismic'. He may have to boost her scientific knowledge.

Throttle doesn't know what that word means, either, but he doesn't care. 'Monster has moved on' is the part that matters to him, and with a nod for permission to Furiosa, he hops down and jogs across the sand, prodding at scattered car parts with the non-explosive end of his lance. "If there ain't no tunnels, and there ain't no tracks, how's this thing get around?"

"Don't go too far. Any other signs?" Furiosa calls over after Throttle. "Scat? Guess it must swim in the sand, like you said before..."

She half wants to get out and investigate, herself, but if there's danger around, her place is behind the wheel, ready to shoot, rescue, and run if there's trouble. "I wonder," she adds to the Spine, more quietly. "Does a creature like that have a den? Go to ground somewhere? You'd think after a meal it would rest..."

Not that she knows much about animals, but she does know the few that still live around the Wasteland tend to rest when the sun is high and move around at dawn or dusk.