[ Well, Johanna does have a face, which might make things a bit more confusing to explain.

Makoto smiles at the woman's remark. ]

She's very well behaved, if a bit... vehement. Always brings the strongest side of me.

[ It's totally different if another female hugs her from behind, yes. Makoto tells herself this over and over as she tries to not go red like a beet. It's the cold, totally. She doesn't remember the last time she was so close to anyone but it doesn't matter she can totally do this. ]

Ah- sure. We'll be on our way now. [ Revving up actually helps her clear her mind. Johanna is more than capable of driving on her own, so Makoto doesn't need to fear actually falling to the snow. Still, steering the handle gives her a confidence she can't quite define.

Shortly after, Makoto guns it. They go from fast to way too fast for a bike to go on snow without skidding, but both Makoto's expert driving and Johanna's uniqueness maintain them on course. ]

...wait, you said flown?