Jeremiah stood when Algie did, giving him a smile (pushing away the ridiculous feeling of stomach flutters; he had to be too old for that but he wasn't) and a nod.
"We should before it gets any darker." He had no desire to deal with his eyes in the dark outside, the chance of someone noticing them. The detective would have to deal eventually but not tonight. "... but we should do this more often, Alg."
Go out for walks, enjoy themselves. Find moments when they could. What had started because of him trying to make a point now seemed like it was something they needed.