"It could be, if you weren't dead-set on being a buzzkill," he says with a smile. Taking her hands, he wiggles her fingers a little bit, intent on loosening her up a bit. "No one's going to care if you mess up, Nat, as long as you're not falling flat on your face. And if anyone falls on their face, it'll probably be me, not you."

And then it'll just be a big joke, because that's how Leo Valdez rolls. But if you can't laugh at yourself once in a while, what can you laugh at?