It's a strange thing, and yet there seems to be some contentment exuding from the motorcycle as Dustin gives it a pat.

Celty shrugs as the teenager tries to speak his thoughts in trying to make sense of the things she's told him. It's like listening to Shinra try to spin up theories about how she functioned.

[It doesn't make sense, but that's all I can figure. It's a part of me that's missing, and for whatever significance that is that it also holds parts of my memories, I don't know anything other than that they're just not there anymore.]