He’s not sure he’d call it a positive attitude so much as the honest truth but he lets the comment go unchallenged, his frown softening.

“It hasn’t started, actually.” A laugh bubbles up despite himself, a small, breathy thing, and he passes a hand through his hair, smoothing it over his neck. “S’jus’ nice to get some air first.” And space. He glances her way after a moment, taking in her teasing little smile. “Guess I could ask you the same thing.”