They sat at the table with Gage staring at a distant spot rather than his food in a way most people would find disconcerting. He couldn't really help it, even if he stared at someone. He still felt a little awkward about the other's presence and his help, but it was nice in its own way if he could let himself trust it. He could probably use a step-back though. "Do you plan to go running in the woods any time soon?" he finally murmured after a period of silence, his voice almost so quiet only special ears would be able to hear it.