[It takes no time at all for her to make a split second decision. The moment she decides they should return the books, there's no turning back. He's learned, in their short time within Marina so far, that once she's set her mind on something, there isn't any persuading her.
His heart hammered heavily within his chest even after her touch disappeared, but he managed to keep his voice level. He thought.]
A bicycle, Lad-- [Ah-- again.] Ai?
[It's going to take some getting used to...
He's not sure what to think about their activity, but it's clear that it might help distract her and keep her mind off her parents. And so he agrees in the end. In his mind, he's having trouble picturing how to make her scenario work. If she's steering, and he's pedaling...
Turning that over in his head, he follows after her.]
I have seen a couple people riding them in the dome before. You have a wide variety of interests.