Once they were both settled in and underway again, he took a moment to turn back a little while responding to her which was clearly intended to be a show of confidence in his ability to ride despite not watching where he was going. "My hair won't be white when we meet up to head to the party though." While he didn't specify what color it would end up being, this did add spice to things and convey the sense that he was invested in trying to blend in.
To make room for conversation this time the engines weren't being strained to their fullest, with only occasional dips into what the throttle offered before easing off and letting momentum carry them along. This by no means meant that they were travelling slowly, but it was keeping the noise to a minimum besides the constant buffeting of the wind.
