Well, she might like it a little better than the trains, but who could know for sure. It could certainly get loud at times.

Kiryu leads her out to the back of the motel, where he usually keeps his motorbike parked. He gestures at it proudly; it used to be a police-issue motorcycle, but he's repainted it indigo and orange and modified it a little since he stole it.

"That is a motorbike. It's...hard to explain exactly what it's like without riding it, but it can get us around without having to walk or take the subway."