Your lusus is unhappy, and by the time the bike comes screaming to a stop, so are you. The little xiezhi hops out of the sidecar as soon as he can, and then waits pointedly as you fumble with the door.

The pill bottle hits your horn and the pain draws an involuntary hiss out. "Thank you," you say through clenched teeth, taking the bottle. You remove a waterbottle from your sylladex, take two pills, and then place both back into your inventory, filing them back under Food & Drink. It'll be easy to find.

That done, you head over to the sewer grate. It's a swampy slot of gray in the black of the street, easy to see, but you fumble for a moment before finding the handle.

It's far too heavy for you to lift.

"Maybe if you take the other side..?"