He wanted to kiss her at this point, but he refrained. He didn't want to frighten her, make her assume anything except how pleased he was to meet her and learn all this about her, about her attitude toward their situation.

He nearly took the chance, too, when she looked away, up until she asked him about his axe.

"Yes! Uh...I stashed it. Up where someone couldn't put it in the armory or wherever they were planning to take it before. Soon as I can get out of here I'm getting it sharpened."