"I have amazing genes." He winks and straightens, stretching his arms up over his head. "High alcohol tolerance, too. Comes in very handy."

Relaxing again, he tilts his head at her jogging in place, then gamely joins in for about two seconds before dissolving into jumping in place repeatedly, like an excited child. He gets some impressive height, too. "Woods. Definitely woods."

Not a good idea to get too close to the lighthouse.