Beth doesn't really notice him looking at her--at the moment, she's stepping carefully over a large stone in the path, determined not to make herself colder by stumbling into the snow. When she glances back at him, he looks the same as he has throughout the conversation. Specifically, right now he looks like the kind of person who thinks everyone should try the things he likes, because he likes them.

"Maybe," she agrees, after a moment or so. She'd like that, truthfully--seeing real cities again, with consistent electricity and running water, and maybe law enforcement, and of course, food that's never been canned--but it can't be her first priority. It's low on her to-do list, well below entries like find out what happened to Earth and go back and find everyone...but he doesn't need to know that. "What's your favorite place you've been?"