He smiles when she doesn't even question taking his hand while they're on separate horses going to medieval fantasy Gettysburg. "Like I'm gonna want to invest in some lotion for some parts of me I never thought about putting lotion on if I wanna put in the time and effort to really learn this stuff. Hey, I could try riding sidesaddle like a dainty princess."

He won't try it now because he'll absolutely fall off the horse and die of embarrassment, but he makes the suggestion hoping to get a laugh out of her, or a smile, or anything other than the worry peeking through her carefully crafted neutrality. "This is something you need to do, because the not knowing's gonna be worse than the knowing, no matter what happens. So I'm glad you're out here."