[He'll give Hawkeye some space, of course. That's just what you do. He ends up sitting on his heels a few paces away. Because, well, experience has said people can still pitch forward when they're seated, and when they're tanked. Common sense, in his opinion.]

[It's what comes next, he thinks, that's important. I'm from here, the other man is saying. Someone from Maine. The actual place. That could be important, really important, if they want to start figuring this place out a little more. But for now, he nods.]

I was here for the winter. [And the horrors it brought with it.] Wasn't my favorite season, but hey. Snowball fights were pretty great. [That gets a real smile out of him, the kind that goes all the way to his eyes.]

Hopefully... there'll be enough downtime for it to seem like your Maine. For a while.