There was something heavy to the air Murphy didn't understand, didn't want to think about. He definitely wasn't going to ask about it. Norman deserved his privacy just as much as Murphy deserved his own, and he certainly wouldn't take kindly to have it threatened. He would bristle and lash out and be angrier than he had any right to be, and while he was sure Norman's reaction would be much less embarrassing than his own, he didn't have any place at all seeing what it would be in the first place.

He noticed Norman wasn't obeying traffic laws, but Murphy was the last person in the world justified in giving any sort of auto-related law advice. And besides, he'd done worse just last week, he was sure. Silently, he sat and enjoyed the ride as best he could, glancing at Norman every now and then and otherwise enjoying the scenery.

"Long ride," he commented. "Hope you're good at staying entertained."