[Oh, now she's blushing for sure.]

Stop, stop, stop. [She laughs in a faltering stutter, waving her free hand. He's just so ready to prop her back on her feet, without question, without one hesitation. It almost knocks her over in the opposite direction sometimes.

Her thumb rubs over his cheek once. Her insides churn.

And she pulls away with a thin inhale and a settling of her shoulders.]

Thank you, for, um. Hashing that out with me. [She beams.] I'll see you later? I'm sure we'll be meeting soon. Finish your breakfast though.