The peak of technology in Rokuro's time is the match-lock pistol, so if Codi wants someone easy to terrify or impress she has most definitely found them.

He doesn't share Codi's amusement, however, and is looking paler by the minute. Definitely leaning more terrified than impressed, at least until the truck stops making loud, roaring noises.

"It feels as if we are sitting within the belly of a metal dragon." One that only Codi has the reins to. Given how little they know one another, Rokuro has yet to decide if that is a positive or a negative.

"What was wrong with carriages? This hardly feels like an improvement... though I suppose the seats are rather comfortable."