One part of him jumps at the opportunity to stay with one of his closest old friends and to see him outside of the Army, outside of the Serena Eterna, to see Hawkeye where he is just and entirely Hawkeye. The other is terrified of breaking his heart again, and sees the beginning of the rhyme.

It doesn't matter. What is he going to do--say no?

"That's very generous of you," he says, squeezing his shoulder. "I'd love to. It'd be nice to see you the way you are when you're not being drafted."