He was going to say something, but then she touched him and it was a miracle he didn't freeze up on the spot or go into cardiac arrest or something equally drastic.
It would have been rude to wrestle himself free, so he thought about what she was saying while trying to ignore the fact that she was touching his arm.
"Yeah. Sweet popcorn." Salty popcorn wasn't too bad either but Ryan couldn't eat too much of that.
And it was just a little odd that he was at a carnival with a civilian woman discussing games and popcorn and... if he asked himself what the hell he was doing here one more time he might shoot himself with a toy gun.