Yeah, kinda like that, like a guitar string. That's how I picture it, anyway. Maybe there's a better way but it's what I got.

[Her tapping away to a familiar beat makes him grin. Beyond that, he's oblivious to her out of body experience, and lets the motorcycle engine fill the silence.

Soon the ground gets soft and too grassy to drive on easily, so he stops the bike, helps her down, hops off and walks it. Without their added weight, it tows along just fine without a packed road, and soon they're under those shady branches right next to a little stream.]

Looks good enough, huh? Anyway yeah, I wish I could experience what you do just to see how similar they are. But it must be kinda the same somehow, just... different parts of one big whole thing, maybe.