And thus, officially not doing that. That was easy. There really is something to be said for forthright communication.

Thought the girl with the big ol' secrets to herself. I'd feel guilty, but I'm saving it for later, because there's a whole being pulled closer by the jacket thing going on here that is pleasantly distracting me.

"I think we can work out some kind of schedule," I say, leaning in, and then pausing about an inch away as something occurs to me. "...that's a joke, I realize past experience may have made that... not obvious."