"We can walk," he agreed quickly. He really didn't want her to feel as though he was chasing her off, when the truth was anything but. He was undeniably concerned about how little she seemed to be sleeping, but a few more blocks wouldn't hurt anything. It had been ages, after all, since they had seen each other — and even longer since they'd had a proper interaction that didn't involve a good deal of sexual tension distracting from the conversation. Given what they'd just discussed, he was eager to get to know her better — to develop the kind of relationship that he'd spent most of his underway time mourning the loss of.

"Not too much longer," he further agreed, with a sheepish sort of smile. "But — well, I'd like that."