"I like the woods, too. I traveled through a couple of the larger European forests in those years. I was never a good woodsman, but the peace of it, and the quiet, well, it was nice." He nods, remembering.

"Traveling, bathing in streams, starting my own cookfires and catching my own food, that was a pleasant time."

He chuckles. "So I would not mind revisiting it with you, wandering in woods, if there are any you like around here." He wiggles fingers out and about again.

"I don't mind the open either, as long as there is a sight to see." And his eyes stay on her, warm regard as he grins.