[ A bit clumsily, she climbs up the car as well and sits down. Cigarette smoke smells really unpleasant up close, but she is firmly determined to not actually care. ]

Who knows? Anything can happen here. Actually, thinking about it, it doesn't even make sense for tattoos to be condemned in my world when we literally put a computer software into our bodies... Seems like that's way more modification.

[ She's oddly proud of herself for recognizing a contradiction all on her own. ]