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"Nice to meetcha, Fukushima-chan." Daisuke said, trying to settle a little more comfortably into his seat. The painkillers were kicking in, which was very nice, so he was actually able to think a little again. As much as ever. He patted the head of the DRU Kimiko had picked up almost absently, like a dog, before taking a glance at the other occupants of the vehicle. "The cops are fine, usually, just doing their job. But we don't exactly see eye to eye, and I don't want to be there if they're asking about all that chaos."

"'Cause they're not gonna believe 'possessed robots', and I ain't got a better explanation. And Mom'll be pissed if I get in trouble again."