He grins, but doesn't say anything about the enthusiasm. He doesn't want her to think he's using the situation to his advantage, or that he's reading too much into anything. In a way, it's nice--enthusiasm isn't something he's heard a lot of in this city.

"Yeah." He raises his glass, too. "Here's to having someone to run with, instead of something to run from." This city and its emergencies and monsters, seriously.