"...yes, they do. Car it is."

"Okay. Uh, I'm not super sure where they're keeping it but I bet we can find out. Can you look like someone else right now or is that still broken?"

"Still broken. Also my initial plan to be improved upon is walk in looking like I do and inform them that they don't want to mess with Zash the Stampede."

"Oh. I guess that might work, yeah. I don't have a better idea, why not. Why's your face changey thingy broken, though?? We might need it later!"

"Because I need to make myself believe I really look like that and over the past hundred and forty nine years I accidentally developed a whole gender and self-concept."

"But... you could before. What changed?"

"Yvette being in love with me."

".......... that's not new!!!!"

"We were trying not to admit it to each other and ourselves because it's a really fucking shit idea!!!"

"Oooookay."

"Besides it takes a lot of the right frame of mind to work and is messed with by things like 'I might need to convince people to not mess with me by being me' being actively on the list of plans to try."

"I'll cross off you being disguised on the list of possibilities, then. Because she broke you."

Yeah. She kinda did.

"By the way if you try to kill Legato I will not get in your way."

"Knew it! Even the pacifist doesn't want him alive!! Ha!"

"... But since I'm technically bringing you to Knives, uh. He'd honestly have an easier time of it. Being God and all. Legato would just go 'sure thing I die for your glory' or whatever. That'd be easier."

"Would he? Or would be conclude I corrupted Nai and he had to take me down to restore God? He called me 'Fallen'."

"No no, he's bought in to me being on a sacred and impossible mission from God, he's of the opinion that if I pull it off I will take his place as the new and better him. Or something."

"...is that why he showed up. To, to test you or something. What is wrong with him."

"That is exactly why he showed up." Why he threw Livio at her. "By helping me you probably screwed up his test, so I think he got mad at you about that. So. I guess heads up he might show up again. If we get the chance to kill him I'm taking it, but, uh. You saw the fucker. Or rather, didn't, because he's a fucking coward."

"Gh."

"Yep."

They emerge from the sewers through a hatch at a waste reprocessing plant. New Colorado specializes in water production via several networked plants, relying on trade with other settlements and just a smidgen of tourism to make up the difference. The tourism is, of course, entirely based around having an actual nice bathhouse, with soaps and such. To many, the prospect of actually submerging oneself in water is the height of luxury. Since it doesn't make any sense to actually waste the water, it arrives through the sewers to be recycled, entirely underground to prevent as much evaporation as possible.

"The local branch of the Bernardelli Insurance Agency has her car. I tried to get it by being her bodyguard from the steamer, on the basis of wanting to go save her with it, but did nooooot get anywhere with the paperwork, so. No clue where they're actually keeping it."

"I really wish I had a way to do this that involved less being shot," he sighs. "Fine. Don't suppose you have some sort of map for the city itself? We could hit most likely places first, if there's anywhere with obvious warehouses or anything like that."

"Yeah, I do, though it's, uh. Not the best."

That map she has? It's an advertisement for the bathhouse and where to find it. The (small) map only shows roads instead of nearby businesses, and the place it wants its customers to head to is marked with a star. Helpfully, Morgan has drawn a sketch of the sewer system on top of it, and has several labelled squares of places of interest. .... Mostly of places that would contain people that could shoot them, not of warehouses, but.

That's... better than nothing. Wherever this Insurance Agency is storing its goods is very likely to be guarded, so they're probably going to be shot at anyway.

Well, him. "I'll do it alone, I don't want you to be burning lifespan on my behalf when I just don't."

And then he supposes he will try to find likely locations for warehouses or anything like that based on a... brochure map.

"Okay. Uh. ... I'll try to round up travel supplies while you do, how about, my priority was getting you out as soon as possible because you're extremely bullshit." Pause. "... here, take my gun, it's too obvious for me to carry around after, uh, breaking you out with it. And I don't want to just leave it lying around."

This is the sort of time she would have left it in the car, but if they still had the car, they wouldn't be having this problem.