[ Well, it's amusing. And not unlike something he would do himself. Imagine that. He takes the proffered helmet and perches it on his head, then straddles the back end of the bike as he'd just done the other day when Carolina took him out for a ride. He can't help a certain fatalistic humor from coloring everything that's happening, because god knew that otherwise he'd probably crack. So he looks out ahead of them on the street and speaks with a touch of drama. ]
Day 170 | Morning | Action
[ Well, it's amusing. And not unlike something he would do himself. Imagine that. He takes the proffered helmet and perches it on his head, then straddles the back end of the bike as he'd just done the other day when Carolina took him out for a ride. He can't help a certain fatalistic humor from coloring everything that's happening, because god knew that otherwise he'd probably crack. So he looks out ahead of them on the street and speaks with a touch of drama. ]
Take me to my final destination.