[With a 'click', he tossed off his seatbelt and stretched his arms over his head. Like a dummy, he hadn't adjusted the seat since Nico last drove it--leaving him rubbing the back of his neck before giving Lucina the usual nod to let her know the death machine was safely subdued.

Still, it was a heavy thing--so he grabbed a cinderblock from between the seats as he swung the door open.]

Yup, we're good to go. I'm gonna make sure this thing doesn't move an inch while we're out. [Without missing a beat, he gave pause and peeked above the seat at Lucina, hushing his voice just a little bit.]

Psst. Lucy-- Do they like spicy food?