He froze when she touched him, but it wasn't out of any displeasure. His eyes drifted shut and he just... drank in the touch, letting it linger long after she pulled her hand away.

"Good." He opened his eyes, shook himself very slightly, picked out a strawberry and bit the end off it. "You know," he went on, leaning back a little on his hand and looking at her, "I still don't know very much about you. Tell me some things."