Which is sweet, and she appreciates it--that gets her to smile a little--but kind of misses the point. "Well yeah. And I guess he couldn't eat a whole pie by himself unless he was a big guy. But it's... different when something was made for you, right? Even if you share it with everyone else."

That's not quite what she was aiming for. What she actually wanted? Not entirely sure. Let it go? Keep going? Bad Idea, Wrath. Such a Bad Idea. But maybe she'll just say one thing more. What could that hurt? "You're definitely not wasting your time." At least she really hopes not. She keeps her eyes on their hands, because that's a lot easier than looking at North's face. "I really like being around you." Just a small emphasis, but it's important. Whiskey has been her best and only friend for a long time. She cares about him a lot... when she can. But it's definitely not the same sort of feeling as this.

But this is the problem, really. She has no idea how to deal with guys in a context where she doesn't want to just have fun for a few hours and then preferably never see them again. The fact that she wants to keep seeing North makes this complicated and means she actually has to worry about fucking up. She's not used to that, and it's rather paralyzing. And considering on top of that she has no idea what she's doing, the chances of fucking up in a horrible and permanent way seem much higher.

Bad Idea all around, really.

"What, no! I didn't say that at all! I could totally kick your ass."