With Simon’s vehicle swerving some ways ahead, Ezren dissected the data filtering through the auto-drive algorithm, assessing the variables and visual cues it used to calculate the temperature and solidity of the ground. Beside her, Foster’s gaze raked across the mountains and valleys of ash, the smoky clouds swirling above them. “You’re itching to run through this mess, aren’t you?” he said, his voice teasing. Ezren smiled. “Just like you’re dying to take the wheel, I’m sure.” His eyes curved into half-moons as they met hers. “I like to think my self-preservation instincts are stronger than
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