"You think?" Bennu yells back, feeling pretty good about the situation. Where is her - ah, there, there's her shop; she's bound to live around there somewhere. "Maybe I just like the wind in my hair! Left or right?"

Or maybe it just never occurred to him. Or maybe it was a mix of all of the above. Bennu Tammuz just - didn't do helmets. He'd always been happy to leave it at that.