Takata & Zerith
Zerith
So, I've been tinkering with the idea of a car that actually *breathes*—like a living organism that takes in air, processes it, and then expels it in a controlled, almost poetic rhythm. Think of a kinetic sculpture on wheels that pulses with the engine's heartbeat. What do you think about turning our next project into a living vehicle, where the chassis and the engine communicate in real time, almost like a nervous system?
Takata
That’s the kind of wild idea that makes my mind race, but it’s also a recipe for disaster if we’re not careful—let’s keep the pulse predictable and the chassis solid, no matter how much it feels alive.
Zerith
Sure, I'll keep the pulse at a steady 60 beats per minute and the chassis as solid as my last apology letter. Just don't ask me to make it sing a lullaby.
Takata
Sounds solid—60 beats a minute, chassis that holds a letter, no lullabies. We'll let the engine and frame talk like a nervous system, but keep the rhythm calm and predictable.
Zerith
Okay, so it’s a 60‑BPM, letter‑box‑strong frame, no lullabies, but a nervous system that talks back when it needs a coffee break. Let's keep it humming.