[Shinji had told her not to cry, back then. He'd said it's how things are supposed to be. Should she tell Scott not to cry...? That doesn't seem like it would help. If he wants to cry, he should be able to, probably. Ken had cried for all of them, back then, and she can't say whether or not it made him feel better, but at least he expressed it. That's always been Scott's strength, huh? Being able to express his emotions, unlike her.

She lets her hand fall away from his face to rest on her chest, holding his hand close and tucking her head in against him more comfortably. The thought of Scott doing something like that makes her laugh softly as she tries to picture it.]

I didn't know you knew how to drive. I never learned.

[When's the last time she'd even been in a car? Not for a long, long time. It's not like she has a fear of them or anything, even though there had been the "accident" on the bridge. She didn't have a lot of fears like that. It's just there was never really a reason for her to learn how to drive.]

Mitsuru-senpai -- my senpai -- promised to take me for a ride on her motorcycle a long time ago. I still have the key she gave me.

[She doesn't do more than tilt her head to indicate the pile of junk on the desk, but there is a distinctly vehicle-appropriate key in among the mix.]