"It's rare a place seems exciting to the people who live there. But then this place is exceptional." He sets his hands on his hips as he looks out at the flock(?) of ammonites. "There's always something round the corner."

After a minute of admiration, his gaze slides over to Grace. "Does this mean I'll be seeing more of you around here?"

She seems to be taking this remarkably well, but one can never be too sure.