[Good afternoon, Astral Plane. What a nice and lovely eternal night we're having! So quiet, so peaceful...
CRASH!!!
... until the
back car of the ZeroLiner - which appears to be in the motif of some sort of bird - appears, still running (although now without its magic tracks laying themselves down for it) until it finally grinds to a halt. A few moments later, Ryotarou stumbles out the back, dizzy and groaning a little.]
I didn't mean to bring this with me...!