Rokuro's assistance does more than just soak the seats. Codi is mid-pull when the water column bursts through the opposite door and slams into the one she's wrenching on. The force of it, the other door carried with it, and Codi's own frustrated efforts combine, sending her tumbling backwards with a surprised yelp.

The barrier doesn't protect her from the muddy road, either.

Codi scuttles back to her feet, back and sides coated in mud and a look of utter shock on her face. Abruptly it twists into a grin, accompanied by a high-pitched, manic laugh.

"Guess I deserved that, huh?" she chortles - moments before her head whips around to Rokuro. The laughter dies in her throat and her eyes narrow, a hint of murder behind them.

"In the car. Passenger side." The side of Codi's mouth twitches. "You have done enough."