[His mind spent too much time trying to figure out what she was thanking him for, specifically, and whether he should thank her, too, or whether he should point out that, if she meant his carrying him here, that's what's caused this whole awkward situation to begin with and... yeah, now he's past the moment where he can actually say something. Slick.]
You will. [He hadn't meant just the dates. To be honest, they were a good distance from his mind at this point. His smile is light, but unguarded. Lockon's hand drops when she pulls away, and he just watches after her. Even saying goodbye seemed like it would be too much.]