It feels a bit like being home, of all things, though he would never have been getting onto a motorbike while wearing any part of his drivesuit. Still, there's something kind of bizarrely pleasant about it, and Chuck smiles a little to himself under the helmet's visor as he climbs onto the bike after her. Without their even having started to move yet, something like this, he thinks, might be worth learning to drive for. In the meantime, this suits him more than well enough.

"So have you had a lot of passengers to talk to yet, or am I lucky?"