[Euphemia squeaks slightly as inertia gives way to movement, and she's pressed firmly against the back of the seat, Kaneda's weight in turn pressing back against him. She squeezes his middle tightly, pressing her cheek to his shoulder so hard it might well leave an imprint on her skin until they've reached top speed and she doesn't feel like she's going to fall off anymore.
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Actually, this is kind of thrilling.]