Kyle walks along with her easily, finding the whole thing comfortable and familiar, as usual. Alex is simultaneously a mystery and an old habit, intimately familiar to him and entirely unknown. The more he sees of her and gets to know her, the more he's subconsciously dismisses the dichotomy to err towards a favorable opinion.

He follows behind her as she rushes ahead in her enthusiasm, wearing a very genuine smile at her enthusiasm. His eyes travel between watching her, exploring the landscape and appreciating the beauty on his own. There's a dome somewhere with flowers inside that he's hoping to bring her to, the rest of everything still reminiscent of winter.

"Keep walking, Winslow. There's a lot to see." It's teasing, as Kyle doesn't even begin to move until she does. He wants her to enjoy her time while he appreciates the distraction.