[That earlier warmth in his chest blossoms further when their thighs bump into each other. It's not like either of them are wearing much, so the contact feels that more heightened, a light blush crossing his cheeks as he nods at her. It honestly takes him a moment to gather his thoughts and answer her, given how close they are now, but eventually he speaks.]

I'm not in my normal hours, but I'll do it this time. [He lightly comments, because if she's genuinely curious, he wants to tell her. Expanding the universe and everything, right?]

Cars run on four wheels, normally powered by an electric engine. Usually able to transport four people, the passengers are enclosed in a metal frame and can reach relatively high speeds. I can't fully speak another other worlds, but I'm from a place known as Earth and it's 1992.