Oh, he's still an effusively enthusiastic nerd, he just needs to be comfortable to get into it. And it's a lot easier for him to be comfortable in the Dreaming than in the real, waking world.

His smile widens at the offer of Bitter Chocolate Death. He's really here for her company, rather than the chocolate, but he definitely won't say no.

"Sure," he answers with a nod, fiddling with his sleeves. Much better than trying to find some café seating or something. Some shade from the trees, hopefully a bit of distance from the people and traffic and noise, that doesn't sound too bad.