He put a helmet on like he was familiar with wearing one, even if it wasn't this particular type. People who had never worn them sometimes seemed a little claustrophobic when their entire heads were encased in something.

"A bit, yeah, but I like being able to listen to music. Talking to passengers came with it," she shrugged, and put her own helmet on before swinging a leg over onto the seat. Her helmet was already adjusted to her head. It was a standard black full-face helmet with a flip-up visor, and it made her feel a bit like she was on a mission. At least it wasn't a mirrored face shield. That really would have been mission-ready.

"Hop on," she invited him.