[He's still crabby and it's obvious, but he allows himself to be lead to the bench, even if he settles with space between them. It's not necessarily too much distance, and it's not specifically unfriendly, but there is still an arms length between them. Same as on the bus, he folds his knees up and hugs them to himself, inadvertently emphasizing how small he has become as his knees practically disappear into him.]

[He doesn't settle on conversation, staying silent as he often does instead, leaving them both to their thoughts.]