Infatuation quickly loses ground to simple, human concern. It's very clearly not nothing. It's very clearly a big something. If answering her questions will help, he'll do it, but he's not sure where it ties in.

"Well. You tried to shoot me." He smiles at her a little, hoping she takes it as a joke, then goes on more seriously. "We did a couple of recon missions near one of the sites on our map. The Commandos and I got back from a strike mission day before yesterday. We blew Schmidt's second factory to hell. Right before I woke up... no, while i was waking up... There was someone screaming. Something. But before that I was with our people, and with you."

He gives her hand a small squeeze.