Maxon nodded. "That's usually where I am anyways." He liked going out to the courtyard and the lake. It was cold here, but he was adjusting.

...Uh oh. Her smile was losing brightness. Did he say something stupid? What was wrong? "Oh okay." So maybe she didn't think she was that good. He'd like to hear her someday, but he wouldn't force her. He looked to his watch. "I should probably get going. I have some studying to do." And because he was Maxon Grey Grant, he'd procrastinated until he could no longer do so. Fail. "But... Tomorrow? Why don't we hang out tomorrow?" Do the comic thing. Please say yes!, he thought. He wanted to see her again.