"And maybe your pencil would be akin to a dagger or sword. That is, if you can wield a sword," he replies with that ridiculous thought. He could imagine more creative means like a gambling system with the dice or his cards depicting the flow of battle. He'd miss a good brawl if he had to just stand back and range a fight. "One of my Tease would end up my 'familiar' just to make it worse."

He never got to see just how many people could ride a horse in the manor and knowing what a car looks like now, he himself had missed that rush of wind and rolled down the window just to feel it.

"More pleasure than convenience then," he says with little thought to how many people could actually fit on it. He's imagining just one.