"Is that so? Well now, that sounds like you're asking for a round two." Roland is happy to oblige either way, since it seems competition invigorates them both. Plus, she was willing to play the game well, no matter what it took. He respects that plenty. She doesn't give up.

"I most certainly can do better, Eight. Why don't we race again to the next station after we're through with this one? Winner gets to watch the loser clean up all the vines."

And isn't this a better way to accomplish a task? It helps stave off the ominous nature of Nion, and its fragmented sky at least.