We Wager our lives and more.
The Swarm that is him circles the car, double checking it's the right one, then looks for a place of quiet, one of peace, where it won't be seen to alight, where thoughts again change, where many become one.
He smiles, stretching, working out kinks that are imaginary, gasping, feeling the paint that isn't..
After a few moments he heads toward the door, ready to look for his friend, anxious to find him..