[ wow Lupine, wow. She expected this to come up, but not like that. ]

[ She puts her head down and roars the engine again, then thinks better of it and hits the breaks just gently enough not to flip them, planting her boot into the road and skidding to a stop. ]

And where does slowly falling into a decades-long sleep where you'll forget everyone you ever knew, including yourself, fit on the spectrum? Just so I know what sort of gift you're expecting. [ This doesn't come out as bitter, surprising even Aliza. She just sounds -- quiet. Resigned. ]