[Driver only realises he's thirsty, has probably been thirsty for a while, when the sight of the drink's wavering surface tickles the glands in his mouth till they water. The mug warms his work-stiff fingers as soon as he's settled with it. Actually soon is good to hear, too. Despite his abundance of chill, he's been feeling a little cabin crazy in the absence of a window to roll down.]
You excited?
[Still seated down there on the crate, he watches Benji from below while touching his lips to the cup's rim, eyebrows raised like a flag in declaration of deadpan ribbing. How could you not be excited, this was your idea, I am basically human luggage on this voyage. Look, I'm excited. So excited.]
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You excited?
[Still seated down there on the crate, he watches Benji from below while touching his lips to the cup's rim, eyebrows raised like a flag in declaration of deadpan ribbing. How could you not be excited, this was your idea, I am basically human luggage on this voyage. Look, I'm excited. So excited.]