"Bike riding?" He blinks, the act is not foreign to him in the sense that he understands the concept. However it's something he's never done, hell it's something he's never even thought about doing. Not on his radar on the slightest.

But right there is why Wanda is good for him.

If he were still locked up tight under the Avengers beck and call there certainly wouldn't be little reflections of self like this. Did he like bike riding? Was coffee something that could be enjoyed? Would he like to see the entirety of the world and all the peoples in it? These were all questions that he didn't know he wanted answers to until he met the woman standing beside him now and every time they were together he found himself asking more and more of them and seeking the answers out together.

What they have may not be perfect but it is needed and as he ponders the deceptively simple question of 'do you want to go on a bike ride and see the city?' he squeezes Wanda's hand subconsciously before settling on his answer;

"I think I should like that. It does sound rather rousing."