Daisuke, all things considered, was happy to ride pretty quietly. He didn't have much to say, not that he could really understand what the detective was saying anyway, and he was still waiting for his body to stop hurting. Or at least hurt a little less. He'd rreally, really appreciate it. It had been [i]ages[/i] since he felt like he'd gotten the shit kicked out of him so much, especially when it was a fight they actually [i]won[/i]. Not that he really felt like it. Part of him, the part a little too dazed for [i]real[/i] thought, was wondering how they got the DRU into the van. The things were heavy. Maybe there was a lift and he missed it.

He'd kind of hit his head, now that he thought about it.

Maybe giving in to the temptation to sleep wasn't a great idea.

"Can we avoid the McDs near the station? My boss'll be pissed if she sees me like this on my day off."