Chris hadn't so much tried to dig to China when he was littler as he tried to dig the world's deepest hole. It was probably a good thing that he'd grown tired of it before he could realize just how little a chance he had of actually breaking that particular world record.

"Yeah, alright," he says, face brightening into an even wider grin at the prospect. Though, the last time someone helped him out, it'd turned into them eating the fucking sugar cubes instead of using them to build, then Tony'd showed up and fucked it all up for good. At least sand isn't edible at all. He'll just have to hope it doesn't rain at all.

"You're sure you haven't got something else to do though?" He gestures at the bag she's brought with her, because it looks like she already had plans.