Hey, good enough for Jim. He likes showing off his bike anyway, and getting to know anyone who's into that kind of thing is always a delight.

"Come on, then," he smiles wide, leading the way to the cottage and then around it. Soon enough Jet will be able to spot the bike parked there, with a couple of wires hooked up to it. It's looking pristine, like Jim has spent a little too long cleaning and polishing it.

"She hasn't moved much since I moved to the farm," he admits. "I've only just managed to figure out a way to charge her. Before here I lived on that big ship crashed in Skadi's district, the Benatar, and it was much easier to charge her there."