Having crouched down to give Fetch plenty of pets, he stands to follow her in, his shoulders untensing as the smell of the woods hits him when it materializes. Air this clean always felt like some kind of drug, still so used to the recycled air used in space travel.

"I was talking with him the other day...Honestly, I was a little surprised he offered it, but I'm... I appreciate it a lot, and I hope he knows how much. Can't really say much aside from thank you unless you can think of something he'd appreciate more." His entire lack of experience seems to be this mass weight on his shoulders when it comes to his task, and yet he isn't sure experience would help him much at all either with Fitz. Maybe it was better to stumble with him, but until anything happened at all, he wouldn't know.