He found himself having a hard time letting go of her then, but he settled for just letting his hand slide into hers comfortably so they could walk at a slow pace towards the Thai restaurant. "Oh, the hotdogs can't be that strong..." but then he broke off and sniffed his shirt, "Okay, maybe a little but maybe it's just incentive for you to want to eat me up." Okay, he felt lame right then, but there was an uncomfortable nervousness in him right now. The previous conversation still hung in the air between them. "Do you feel...off like I do? Because of the whole ghost thing?" He finished off the soda and pitched the can into a nearby trashcan, just grateful for the small distraction the action offered. "It's like I'm not in my own skin. Extremis tells me everything is fine, Jarvis tells me everything is fine physically, but...I don't feel right."