"Ah, yes, of course. In that situation that so many must have found themselves in," he teased, not in an attempt to patronise but because he genuinely found her strange stories daring rather wonderful in their way. There was something truly thrilling about her. "Mm. I did not think you were some cold-blooded killer," he assured her. "And truly, I have not impulsively brandished a weapon at anyone. Well. Not outside of a proper duel, and then I aimed for his arm," he explained. It was a simple tactic - forcing the other party to drop their own weapon and winning the day without anyone being mortally wounded.
The smallest touches were tantalising, at once giving him exactly what he desired but doing nothing to quell that need. If anything, it was just making him want much more. "Well, yes, I can understand snow here, it's... natural, like you say. There is a real sky, it is open and outdoors. I know, people refer to areas of the station as outdoors, but I find it difficult to entirely agree," he admitted. "To wish for the rain. Ah, you truly are a Northern Lass," he teased with a genuine smile.