Making her laugh, he'll take that. Both of them need cheering up. There's a nagging little part of him that thinks there's no time for that, that Rick being gone puts them in crisis mode, that he's got problems to solve, shit to do. But there's no fire, there's nothing to be done, no reason he can't take some time for himself and for her before he sets to work. (And he will set to work, he'll find work to do if nothing presents itself.)

"Better'n solitaire," he says, the threatened smile finally breaking.

Since... You know... You play that by yourself and all.

Hah.