Michael looked up and smiled brightly at Astoria. "Isn't it lovely?" he asked, reaching for another chair from somewhere and putting it down so that Astoria could sit. "Why don't you join me? I think I'm going to be here a few hours. It's really nice out."
He leant back in the chair and stretched. "I don't remember spring arriving," Michael added after a few moments. "And I don't really remember getting here but I don't care for now. It was pretty gross where I left."