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"How do you mean?" he asked curiously, looking down at her.
She looked a little nervous, but figured it was good to get everything out in the open. "A little bit, yeah."
"Fine means satisfactory," he said matter-of-factly. "It's perfect for what I like."
She hesitated, looking unsure. "Honestly..? I'm not sure... If you asked me on a date I probably would have agreed."
He raised an eyebrow, seeming mildly annoyed at this. "If I didn't like it I would say that I don't like it."
She went quiet as well, holding onto his arm.
"I'm fine with it," he said easily. "Don't worry.:
She tilted her head slightly. "I'm sorry.."
"I forgot where I was," he said with a small frown. "I haven't done that again, have I?"
Her gaze was soft as she watched him and her brows slightly furrowed. "How long did you like me for..?"
He shrugged lightly. "I don't mind. It's not a dislike it's just that I'm not used to it."
"I'm not sure what to say, Puck.. I didn't know you felt anything until I already had feelings for him. He wanted me to improve and be less afraid...
He laughed a little, raising his eyebrow with an amused expression. "You still took it even if you thought it made me uncomfortable?"
"I love you in a way that's different from him," she confirmed. "I love him like a partner and you like a friend."
He tapped her nose lightly, the gesture friendly. "You're blushing."
She looked curious, her gaze soft. "In what way?"
He laughed, taking her hand again. "I'm not sure I trust that."
She frowned as well, glancing over at him. She squeezed his arm with a small sigh. "Yeah.. I think I do."
He gave her a small smile. "What would you say?"
She gave him a small smile. "Well, I would hope so."
