Current appearances to the contrary, Daiofei is a very good monk. She has unbelievably precise control over her mind and body. This is not a good thing when it comes to conditions of heartbreak. To understand why, one must consider the harm a drunk might do while lying on the floor of their living room carpet as opposed to the harm they might do while driving a main battle tank - which is actually not a huge distance from the material reality of the situation she has lead Saber into. The AutoTemples are an innovation of the modern world. You see, some people get tired of their same set of local temples and shrines but don't have the desire or capability to leave on long pilgrimages. But, the monks reasoned, we live in a socialist utopia, so why not have temple visit you? And so they started converting old vehicles into mobile temple complexes. These range from decrepit little buggies with a Buddha statue crammed into the passenger seat, unmarked white vans filled with illicit foxgirl prayer strips, and even grander constructions like this: Kun Temple, an entire shrine building complete with koi fish lake, rock garden and carefully cultivated cherry blossom tree built into the back of an 18-wheeler barrelling down the highway at one-twenty kilometers an hour. The monks responsible for driving the top-heavy monstrosity are protected by the powerful blessings of their shrine and they drive like it. Here they run a red light, causing a motorbike to swerve into a river where the driver is then rescued by a beautiful swan maiden. There they scorch through a roundabout, nine wheels leaving the ground as they do, an offering bowl of sherbet candies flying off the altar and directly through the sunroof of a parked vehicle. Now a monk leans out over the side to snatch the hat off a pedestrian and shout something in Nepalese as the truck blitzes past, which was a blessing because it did not go with that outfit [b]at all[/b]. Daiofei has asked to drive. The monks - either because she holds some powerful rank, or because they're just chill like that - have let her. She is now steering the Kun Temple with intent and with the aid of an automap on her phone that she regularly minimizes to watch an instructional video on how to build a molotov cocktail. As the truck cuts across a sunflower field, engine roaring mightily against mud and vegetation, she will finally answer the question as to where they're going and it's not exactly towards recovery - "Actia has a shrine where she lives. I'm going to burn it to the ground."