[ Probably just as well, for Bear's sake. The car is parked beside K's home, and a palm scan unlocks the scissor doors — that open vertically rather than outward. Before K gets in, he drapes the beach towels over his seat so his skin won't stick unpleasantly to it and gives Bear a last pat (and the last bit of his apple cake slice). They'll be back soon, buddy.
There's an assortment of screens and dials across the dash that are quietly powering on, providing various readouts and navigational help and confirming K's identity as an officer of the LAPD. He swivels a couple of the screens on the passenger side out of the way to make room for Alfie. ]
Don't worry about the door, it'll close on its own. Put on the safety belt. [ It's more of a padded harness than a standard seat belt, and K demonstrates by pulling his on. Notably, there's no steering wheel; only flight sticks and throttle levers, like in traditional aircraft. ]
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There's an assortment of screens and dials across the dash that are quietly powering on, providing various readouts and navigational help and confirming K's identity as an officer of the LAPD. He swivels a couple of the screens on the passenger side out of the way to make room for Alfie. ]
Don't worry about the door, it'll close on its own. Put on the safety belt. [ It's more of a padded harness than a standard seat belt, and K demonstrates by pulling his on. Notably, there's no steering wheel; only flight sticks and throttle levers, like in traditional aircraft. ]