He nodded, "Yeah." A shrug, "It comes and goes, same as it always has. Just wish it would be more with the going for a while." A shrug then, pushing up and away from the bench, offering her a hand up, "C'mon, we should head back before we turn into ice sculptures." Not that it was quite that cold, but now that he wasn't moving he could definitely feel it seeping in, shaking out his jacket and tugging it on.
"So this ... thing." He shrugged, "You think it just happens? Like, people you spend time with or something, some weird kind of osmosis?" His brow furrowed then, "It's why you checked to make sure I was doing okay when I was at the boot camp, isn't it?" he remembered that incident, remembered teasing her about it, but if this had been going on that long, maybe they should look into it, somehow.