The only familiar part of this was that Pacific breeze. He stops gawking long enough to finally match Picard's stride. But he was still grinning from ear to ear. He really wished Philip were here to see it. He even almost pulled out his phone to call him, but then he remembered the circumstances and decided against it.

"Anywhere someone is making this city cry," he answered. That bounce in his step was not particularly hard-boiled but quite genuine.