"Definitely not," Ryusei said as gently as he could. There was no compromising on this safety measure, even if Ryusei was the most confident driver in the world.

"Is something wrong?" Was the ribbon some kind of safety charm? He could understand that—er, he knew the theory behind that kind of thing, but there was no substituting superstition for a piece of armor that was specifically built for protection. But the option to walk there didn't seem entirely welcome, either....

How about a compromise? "We can always ride another time."