He smiles softly at her words, thinking if only she knew how much he wanted to toss those damn things in the ocean. But alas, he can't do that. Maybe it isn't such a bad thing either. This quiet moment gives him something to fixate on again. He isn't sure when Moira began to feel so steadying and calming even to him. But the headache he had earlier is nearly gone, as though a weight has lifted from his shoulders, and he realizes just how much of a presence she's been this past month in his life. He really really doesn't want to consider the idea that maybe he just missed her, missed being near her. He concentrates instead on the coast breezing by the window as they near Moira's area of town.