[[Enjoy the manual transmission, Kaine. That was half of An Zhe's problem.

It's a much different ride than the first time An Zhe had gotten picked up. He hoped, sincerely, that the ending was much different too. This man was very, very loud and mad, but. An Zhe couldn't really call this scenario anything but kind. Cantankerously kind. (That was a good word, An Ze. Thank you.) He didn't want this to end badly for him.

Though... An Zhe got the feeling the man would create too much of an uproar for it to go badly.

The barking from up front pulled An Zhe from his thoughts and lack thereof.]]

It's An Zhe.