I... do not know anything about the merits of climbing on a "play castle." I won't say that I would have watched you then, but.

[On instinct, his hand extends, seeking hers out. He gives it a squeeze, the same way his heart squeezes as he stumbles over the words he's trying to form.]

I have seen you climbing higher and higher here. You have grown since that first week. Opened up to some. Relaxed at times. I see that. And I am... proud of that, I suppose.