[ He doesn't really realize, fully, that the way he looks at her is with some admiration. And he notices how she's treating him kindly, she isn't treating him like a god. She is making him feel special, and that's -- well, new. It's nice and he feels his face flush a little against the grey and he gets comfortable with her hand in his as he sits next to her. ]

I've really enjoyed myself.

[ And it's been a lot of activity. More than he's ever done in a single day. Or in a week, even. And yet he doesn't want it to end. And he wants to do it again. He hopes she does, too. He thinks she might. ]

I like to get to see new things. Before I got here, I hadn't even seen the sun or real sky. I saw how people dreamed it, but dreams are -- someone else's perception. It's never been my own.

[ His eyes shift, glancing towards the sky, then back to her. ]

I've had a great time with you. I'm glad you said yes. I've never asked someone on a date before. I don't really have any examples for this sort of thing.