"You speak to the machines?" He is reminded of an earlier comrade, Tech, who is skilled in all manners of modern technology (at least in Rokuro's eyes) and can command his tablet to do many things. That someone can just as easily harness the power of a truck is terrifying.

"Is it supposed to be so loud? Why is it protesting? Must we fear its displeasure?!" Walking is looking more tempting by the second, even if he's exhausted and dizzy. At least he isn't confined within a small space, at the mercy of a foreign woman and possessed machine.