He grinned at the laughing. He really did love seeing her laugh, and being the cause of it was an added bonus to that. It lit up her whole face.
He bit back the smart remark at how obvious her comment about it being like a clock was as he placed his hands on the wheel, because she was teaching him how to drive, and it would be wrong to assume anything was obvious, when he knew so little about it all. "Don't worry," he offered, recognising the nerves in her face. "I won't run in to anything." He could steer a horse through the thick trees of Sherwood at full gallop. He could handle this.