She feels it, because she'd been looking for it. The other car-creature hadn't much cared for being touched, either. She smiles, though there's a touch of annoyance to it. Is every car she takes an interest in going to be secretly alive?

She drops her hand, but she doesn't move back. "Official by whose orders?" she asks, sounding curious and not at all inclined to obey the request. "And just what are you surveying, anyway? There's nothing interesting here."