He steps over to her and stuffs his hands in his pockets. "Low like Earth radiation. Nothing to worry about, nothing that'll make you sick, I promise."

He still feels no small amount of guilt for that day, for how ill she became. He may never show it and he will probably never properly apologize, but it's there, under the surface.

He extracts one of his hands and offers it to her. "Come on," he says. "Brand new world out there. Best trip to the ocean you'll ever see."