"See? It'd be pretty fuckin' sweet."

And it was nice. To think of a future- even a jokey not-really-possible one. Because at least there could be one, of some description, one day. Her giggle brings a smile to his lips, as he lets out a low chuckle.

"Oh shit, you're right. They could be in charge of their own fuckin' snail-y destinies then. Take breaks when they wanted, drive where they wanted. The world would be their oyster. If they wanted to quit, they could."