Kanji nodded. "So I'll ask 'em. Worst that could happen is they say it's impossible, then I tell 'em that's bullshit. Everything can be pushed just a little bit further. You just gotta set a pace that won't bite back at you more than you can take."

A butterfly in his stomach. Right there. She needed to do that more. "Well yeah. You save those old target papers, don'tcha? Compare 'em sometime."

"S'hard to explain, but it feels like the wavelength's bigger somehow. Warmer, too... like it's..." He hesitated, was pink, looked away.

"I-I dunno, like it's a nice day out but there's no wind. Really calm."