She hadn't meant for it to get like this. She just needed him to understand that she trusted him. She had to trust him now. He knew more than she had been willing to let anyone else find out.
She moves back and touches his arm. "Come on. Want to see the kitchen? Much less emotionally awkward for you. You can complain about my lack of real food. I think I have moldy bagels and a box of energy bars."
Lies. She has more than that.
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