Most people guard their feelings in one way or another, and those defenses are rarely perfect or precise. It's the way of things. People need people, whether or not they want to admit it. She'll have to hope he decides knowing her was for the better.

She hums a happy note when his hand moves over her back and takes the opening to cuddle closer to his side. Now his arm's around her and has to stay there. "Maybe not, but it's a great way to keep me happy enough to not want to talk about it. Or maybe I'm just angling for more chances to dance with you."

In that regard, it's a brilliant strategy. The worst outcome she can foresee is his being amused when he declines, and that's not so bad. They're both more than capable of coaxing the other past their comfort zones. It's good for them.

"Hmm?" She blinks up at him, then shakes her head. "Dawn. Start of the new."