-cruel, Mr. Tammuz. Asking a pointed question and interrupting any chance to answer by speeding up. Of course she has to focus on clutching harder - no hands - and not spilling anything. It might not be holding-on-for-dear-life worthy, but, you know.

Even when she adjusts enough to speak up, she practically has to yell now. "Is that why there's no helmets, either? No need for protection?"