She doesn't like being put on the spot like this, immediately being asked for an answer, like she should already know, already be able to define it and make sense of this thing.
But there is a thing – and that's the key. She feels like she has acknowledged it, though, back on the Quadrant.
("It's just... some unspoken thing.")
Whatever that means for them, whatever it is, but it's there. She hasn't changed her mind, and she hasn't been frightened away from it. She just... feels like she's drowning in her lack of experience and practical conceptualization.
(Because she still doesn't really know what Peter wants from her either. That would probably be something to define, when they actually do.
But she still doesn't know how – and she doesn't want to ruin this or disappoint him by going about it the wrong way.)
When he looks at her, when he straightens up and asks—
At least that, she has an answer for.
Hesitantly, quietly, she reaches across the table and sets her hand on the tablecloth, palm up – offering. ]
no subject
"We don't have to do this now."
She doesn't like being put on the spot like this, immediately being asked for an answer, like she should already know, already be able to define it and make sense of this thing.
But there is a thing – and that's the key. She feels like she has acknowledged it, though, back on the Quadrant.
("It's just... some unspoken thing.")
Whatever that means for them, whatever it is, but it's there. She hasn't changed her mind, and she hasn't been frightened away from it. She just... feels like she's drowning in her lack of experience and practical conceptualization.
(Because she still doesn't really know what Peter wants from her either. That would probably be something to define, when they actually do.
But she still doesn't know how – and she doesn't want to ruin this or disappoint him by going about it the wrong way.)
When he looks at her, when he straightens up and asks—
At least that, she has an answer for.
Hesitantly, quietly, she reaches across the table and sets her hand on the tablecloth, palm up – offering. ]
It's not just you.