“Even a train with the manners of a dog raised by gerbils in the woods must stop for a station.“ Hibiki savors her next sip of tea - to banish the taste of the alternative hypothetical, perhaps. “That is the aim of a printerdimensional tour.“

Yes. They’ll stop. They have to stop. If they don’t stop....

If such an unspeakable breach of genre is committed........

Hibiki drowns the stray thought in tea. Begone!