"You are lost in thought, Elijah."
Lije flinched. How long had he been sitting there, staring at the vehicle's darkened window? "Just thinking about the case, Daneel."
A big, fat lie. He'd been trying to imagine what was below them; the myriad little wheels of the car - if you could call this contraption a car - spinning and spinning over the perfect surface of the open road. Open. Lije shuddered.
"Would you like me to tell you about it," Daneel asked.
"Yes," Lije said, too quickly, swallowing.
And so Daneel spoke and spoke, his soft, familiar voice soothing like fresh AC.
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