"Yes!" she said, effusively, and her hands found something to do in swinging her backpack from her shoulders. "I bought a picnic blanket in case it was muddy. Here?" she passed him two corners of the blanket so they could spread it out, her heart leaping at the massive size of his hands compared to hers, and at the proximity. Asterion here! Really here! And asking her to sit like...
Like nothing. There was nothing else she had to compare this to.