[Just this once, he'll let her get away with that. Because that's plausible. Because she's here and that's enough to dull his reasoning, just a bit. Because he'd rather focus on that than try to comprehend the space, the tension between them, the worry creasing her brow, the awkwardness that exists even after six years and a thousand strange experiences and, more recently-- well.]

All right.

[He smiles, a little; he doesn't move away again, though.]

I'm not entirely sure I know where to begin.