Juri watched what he did. When did he think she'd need another reason to steal a car. "Thank you," she said, trying to be gracious at the last. When he vacated, she sat in the driver's seat and slipped the sleeve of her flimsy jacket over her hand to twist the wires back together. She hissed at the heat even through that.

"Utena, do you have anything that can hold these together?" Juri's poker and candlestick were sitting outside the car beside her.