Well he meant in the general sense, didn't he. He knows she can see well enough what's going on, he's not being very subtle on top of her not being an idiot, but if they can just get outside, maybe that will be better, maybe he could think straight.

She finds the door with ease and it's a mercifully simple process of just stepping out. As much and as ironically as he is and indoor person, it is kind of nice. The fresh air makes him feel a little lightheaded, the sun and general pleasantness make him feel distinctly out of place, but he'll take it.

He sighs and sits down in the grass once they've made it a reasonable distance from the house.

"So, uh," he murmurs, rubbing at his face and speaking through his hands. After a moment he looks back at her. "You can ask, if you want. I don't really know where to start."

It's grating to him, the idea that he has to now talk about this, but he owes her that, doesn't he.