"Oh, don't worry about that!" She spared Tanizaki only a small glance, one that spoke volumes of how used to him she was (and how she hated it). "If he wakes up, I can put him out again."

Still, Jolt's suggestion-- or order-- was a good one, and the girl slowly slipped into the seat and just as tentatively rested her hands on the steering wheel.

"L-like this, right...?"