“Do you think they’ll let you drive a go-kart if you’re not allowed to have a driver’s license?” Lazarus is speaking half to himself, but really, it’s free game to the people around. He doesn’t speak out loud without understanding the consequences of being overheard by someone. Should the world have an opinion about his way of life, so be it.

Really, it makes sense that Lazarus can’t drive. Too many complications, too many risks. Taking a lot longer to get there is something he accepted some time ago, unwilling to dwell on it for longer than necessary. Nevertheless, the temptation to drive something, even a little motored car for fun, sounds very appealing.