[Victor cocks a smile at her remark and starts to say something, but the words escape him at her soft touch. He relaxes as he feels a small tingling around his neck, which makes him stir a little. He reaches up and stops her hand with his, gently clutching it to his chest.]

You? Behind the wheel of a Ferrari? There's a lot to love about that image, Chloe. I've seen what you can do in a jeep, so in a little beast like that? I call shotgun!

[He realized how much he missed the sun on his face, and the wind in his hair. Whether on land, at sea, or in air... He sighed, audibly.]

Yeah, that would certainly be nice...