[Cheering for being back on pavement is a little silly but she does it anyway. It's great to be sitting again and not on her feet. Her head turns so she can rest against him, and her eyes close as she enjoys the wind on her face.]

You don't have to figure it out here. Time travel is really tricky.

[Said like she's potentially an expert or something.]

But it would be cool if you could pinpoint a time and I could open a hole ahead of us, and we could just drive straight through to where you want to go.

[Still, there's something to be said about just driving the normal way. Taking each mile as it comes is fun in its own way, it gives them plenty of time to talk.]