Their back and forward over the network made him want to see her, and also reassure her, because she hadn't seemed convinced that he was okay. He still felt a bit tired, but Petersen had said to expect that, or had as much as said it. Helping Gabriel had been a big thing, but hadn't had an adverse affect, so he was willing to take Petersen at his word on this one subject.
Walking up behind Heather, he bit back a laugh at what he saw, not announcing his presence immediately. It had been too long since he'd seen her last. He'd foregone his usual longer sleeved top in favour of a white t-shirt, taking advantage of the sun.
With the hint of a grin he stepped up behind her and plucked the hat off her head, much like he had the last time they'd met under similar circumstances, placing it on his own head. "I think you got the words around the wrong way," he teased.