The sigh of relief is physical, even though Justin hadn't meant it to be. An odd knot of tension had apparently developed between his shoulders, and with that sigh it dispersed, shoulders slouching somewhat. No stress at having to recall things from thirty years ago, no winter bugs carrying diseases that could kill, no bees. No cat-like creatures that couldn't be cougars because cougars weren't in the area, so clearly they were some sort of hallucination because Justin was just waiting to turn around the leafy green corner to find something that he couldn't handle.

If there was one thing Justin didn't like, it was being a situation he couldn't maneuver himself around, slide into like an eel, or come out of better than he was before. True, sometimes he worked on a project that got the better of his patience, but he could always step back for a little while and figure it out later. Or, usually. There were some things he hadn't ever really understood, and that...

"Good, because I am not equipped for a day in the great outdoors. I'm just not." There was nothing wrong with admitting he couldn't do something. Really. And, apparently, Tony hadn't been wanting that, so didn't it just work out well for both of them? "I can handle a campfire, but then it's straight back home. So. You know. Bribe you with a shower to make sure you don't want to convince me otherwise."

Leaning forward, he placed a quick kiss to lips he'd once only believed existed to brag and toss barbs in public (and, obviously, spend nights doing other things, though Justin hadn't thought about that much before) before pulling back with a grin as he moved to finish dressing himself.

"Glad it worked."