When Miguel appeared from the trees, Darcy was surprised to find that a smile came quite easily to him. He was sure he was meant to be walking about with a metaphorical black cloud above him and that all smiling should be strictly banned, but there it was. He continued heading in his direction, and then gave him a little bow of greeting as they came to face one another.
"Oh, yes. The great outdoors, no snow, what's not to like, hmm?" he agreed. It did feel better to be outdoors. He'd been going a little stir crazy if he was being honest with himself. "I think you might be enjoying it here also?"