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"That's over an hour of talking to people," he said. "Oh boy."
"It's nice," he said. "I'm not there too often, though."
"Right," she said. "That seems to count. I suppose I shouldn't say anything, though, because I didn't confess either."
"How many people?" he asked. "More than three?"
"It's closer to the center of the city," he said. "Not as close to the park."
"Gotta take risks, Curnow," she replied, sticking out her tongue.
"That'd work well," he said, brightening. "Good idea."
"I do to," he agreed, relaxing under her touch. "It's nice."
"You should've told me you liked me a long time ago," she teased.
"Yeah," he agreed. "That's a good one."
He grinned, kissing her cheek. "I feel the same way."
"Parts of it," she corrected. "You make it enjoyable."
"I bet we could do that," he said. "Wouldn't be hard."
"No, it's quite alright. I've had fun, for counting up spices and stuff."
He nodded, placing a hand on his chin. "Right."
She glanced at him, a small smile appearing on her face. "Yeah, of course. Just thinking."
"Of course not," he said. "I will still help."
"I understand that." He looked at her. "Where would you like to live in the future? Like when we live together?"
She tilted her head, watching him thoughtfully before looking back at the ground.
"Then I shouldn't have to worry, right? I was never good at science fairs."
