[Not really, because she felt the same way. She'd just...forgotten for a little while. Prison, and all. You know how it is.]
[She had half a dozen comebacks at the ready. Was it worth it? Why didn't you say anything? But, for once, Zatanna decided that words--ironically, given it was the two of them--would only ruin the moment. A moment that was steadily coming to an end, as they were less than a minute from having to get off.]
[So she remained content in resuming their previous positions in their seats. Only this time, she deliberately rested her head right on his shoulder. Closing her eyes, because the view no longer mattered to her. Not in comparison to everything else.]
[Though not before giving him one last kiss on the cheek. Because she could.]