[She's pleased that she can let out the breath she'd been holding when he'd first started mentioning that he wasn't sure what he wanted to happen here once he grabs her hand, and she gives a quick squeeze in return before she thinks on his words.
Is there anything she really wants to talk about? Her past relationships have certainly never involved this amount of speaking before anything physical happened, unless you counted the debacle with showing up naked in Erik's bed and him telling her that he didn't think it was the right time for them. Sure, he'd joked about it at a later time, but -- well, it was still something silly she'd done when she was young.]
I've never been much good at talking.
[Sure, that sounds good enough. The hand that's in his slides to rest on his leg, inching up just a little as she tries to catch his eye.]
But ... you're probably going to have to tell me if you want me to stop.
[Because otherwise she won't, and she wants to make it clear that he can still put on the brakes, lest she feel like a douchebag frat boy.]
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Is there anything she really wants to talk about? Her past relationships have certainly never involved this amount of speaking before anything physical happened, unless you counted the debacle with showing up naked in Erik's bed and him telling her that he didn't think it was the right time for them. Sure, he'd joked about it at a later time, but -- well, it was still something silly she'd done when she was young.]
I've never been much good at talking.
[Sure, that sounds good enough. The hand that's in his slides to rest on his leg, inching up just a little as she tries to catch his eye.]
But ... you're probably going to have to tell me if you want me to stop.
[Because otherwise she won't, and she wants to make it clear that he can still put on the brakes, lest she feel like a douchebag frat boy.]