Maybe precisely because Tanis' reaction had been so similar to her own, Sinead's heart felt like it was brimming over with happiness. It made the interaction feel soft and genuine, even despite the boldness of the words exchanged. It was thrilling to know that Tanis, too, sat feeling endlessly lucky.<br/>Sinead once again found a stolen moment to look at Tanis, wanting to see if Tanis looked as excited as Sinead herself felt. Her lips parted in a smile, wanting to reaffirm her point to Tanis, but came up short on what to say. The honest truth was that Sinead had probably had any and every type of thought of Tanis, finding it hard to keep her out of her mind.<br/>Instead, Sinead found it easier to speak the reply through touch. In the same movement as Sinead directed her attention forward, her right hand left the gearstick, instead reaching over to rest it an inch above Tanis' knee. The touch, suggestive as it was free to be interpreted, was above all giddy and girlish, knowing that to be the single last blind spot of the car where such a caress could be allowed in public.