If he has any better idea of what Iggy could reasonably expect, Wrench doesn't appear to be in any hurry to share it. The tall man shrugs his shoulders, as if to convey that anyone's guess is as good as his own. He doubts it would be the same for Iggy as for him anyway, and he's still trying to understand the strange ability his sacrifice to his own God left him with, only having recently admitted to gaining something in the first place.

It's all easily forgotten anyway when Iggy lays a hand on his arm. Incorrigible, Wrench thinks again, but he allows for it as they start back out of the clearing and back towards the primary settlement.

I'd be showing you a pile of rubble. Wind took it out, and I haven't gotten the chance to rebuild. Unless you're really into roughing it, the apartment's probably the better choice.