"Me too," he managed to get out before she nuzzled his lips for another kiss or two, and he wasn't about to stop her. He'd come home not feeling very heroic at all, feeling more than a little empty and not only because his memories were gone. He hadn't known what to do with himself, and Summer had been the one to help him find his way - and she'd been helping him to find his memories ever since, slow going though it was. "I'd like to second that, if I might," he said, when she said she wanted him to stay. "Here is pretty great, you know."

He moved to take her hand and pull her up next to him, though not before he'd moved their plates and the basket over to one edge of the sheet. "It's not exactly a dance floor, but... can't beat live music, right?" He grinned down at her, sliding one hand down to her waist as the one holding hers just moved so the position was a little more comfortable before he started them moving together in time to the music. The steps were small, not too energetic, just silly and happy and pleased to be outside dancing in the park with her, thinking he couldn't remember a time he'd been happier - and he was just fine with that.