Emma: I am passable at many things in Borderlands 2. I can gauge the ideal spot to slam down a sentry turret in the heat of the moment. I’ve got my gun-stat calculations down to a matter of nano-seconds. I’m the freakin’ best at getting a little over-eager when exploring a bandit camp, finding myself in way over my head and then expressing gruff gratitude as I’m being revived. But playing chauffeur? Nuh uh.