He blinks at her reply, unsure as how to respond to that other than a blank nod. As she smoothed out her skirt, he clears his throat and shuffles some papers until her next question.

"Nah, I've barely made a dent in this pile. As soon as I get some of it put away, I'll head out." He spent far too many times late at the station, but what else was he going to do?

And as an after thought, "Got any plans?"