If they learn to drive, they don't have to depend on people who can for travels longer than can be flown.
Specifically, she'd never have to get into the Impala ever again... assuming there was ever another invitation.
And yes, she is ignoring his hesitation.
Waiting until the men have all disappeared down the road, Rachel lumbers after them for a bit, and finally trumpets again. When her quilt-sized ears can't pick up any more sound, she demorphs.
In the middle of the street.
There is a sense of freedom in this world that Rachel really, really likes. She's already smirking when she finishes, and looks up to the sky as she reaches for the door handle to one of the cars. "Ride or drive?"
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Specifically, she'd never have to get into the Impala ever again... assuming there was ever another invitation.And yes, she is ignoring his hesitation.
Waiting until the men have all disappeared down the road, Rachel lumbers after them for a bit, and finally trumpets again. When her quilt-sized ears can't pick up any more sound, she demorphs.
In the middle of the street.
There is a sense of freedom in this world that Rachel really, really likes. She's already smirking when she finishes, and looks up to the sky as she reaches for the door handle to one of the cars. "Ride or drive?"