Not intentionally, anyway.

Gipsy feels the holds release on her frame and she tests the freedom by rolling her shoulders, feeling the satisfying click click click of metal sliding into its proper place down her entire frame.

That feels good. Better than ever – she’s had a complete overhaul, and while she doesn’t look new, she feels infinitely better.

I need you to be my eyes –keep people away from us. Other than that, I will handle the controls – it will not be you that drives. There’s an easy grin in her voice.

This time, you are along only for the ride, Hercules Hansen.