It will get you to Panorama. [ She lingers, listening, not hoping to hear any clinks or clatters. She regards Fern almost the same way and then tips her chin. ] Get it there and refuel. [ It's muted approval before she turns around and slides the thick-rimmed goggles back down over her eyes. ]
Go forwards in life, not backwards. [ She intends these to be mysterious parting words as she swings her leg back over her own bike and starts it up. Truth be told she doesn't intend to stray far from Fern as a casual escort. ]
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Go forwards in life, not backwards. [ She intends these to be mysterious parting words as she swings her leg back over her own bike and starts it up. Truth be told she doesn't intend to stray far from Fern as a casual escort. ]