Sweeney manages to keep the chuckle silent, but it reads in his face for a moment before he sees it sobered. He knows damn well how long that is for her, and he doesn't want to burden her for her kindness.

"August."

He lifts his brow empathetically. "Ya know ya don't hav'ta wait that long. I'd love it any time ya'd like ta set it." Sweeney playfully scrunches his nose.

"'Cause that's longer than six months. An' ya know how we are."