For what it's worth, Russell wouldn't be able to blame Benjiro if he did propose something like that. A younger Russell might have, and definitely would have been enthusiastic about the idea. Even moreso than he is now.

"I don't know. Maybe?" Russell rubs at his mouth, making sure it's fine and dry after hanging open, then explains. "I wasn't in the bay, and I've been to Mossgate before, years and years ago. But the first time I got that number, I was in those tunnels, you know, beneath the cliffs? That was... this spring."