She wasn't sure where to look, or what to do. The guilt wasn't going to go away, and yet...standing like this she was wasting what time she could enjoy.

Maybe, for once she should ignore herself, her reservations, and just go with the flow.

"Truce?" she asked quietly. Shifting the blame to and forth wasn't getting them anywhere, was it? They both felt guilty. But she could push that away, if she could enjoy the rest of the evening with him.

"I'm not supposed to like someone I know is taken either..." she answered. She gave a small shrug. They were both in the wrong. She gave him she hope was a reassuring squeeze. "Does anyone?" she pondered aloud, with a raised eyebrow. "But, don't worry about me. I'll be okay, I'm strong." Her lips hinted at a smile once more. "But promise me we'll still be friends. Yes? I would hurt most if I lost your friendship too." When her hurt and temptation was gone, she hoped they could still do things as if it had never happened.

Maybe in the morning it'd all feel different anyway. There'd been a long build up of banter, and neither of them had seen that coming. Tomorrow it might feel like some far off dream. An exchange between their characters they'd played right through up until it happened. So much could change between then and now. Like it the evening had turned course already.

"If this is to be my Cinderella moment, then let us not think of tomorrow. Let us enjoy the rest of tonight." Her heart had finally won over her head. If he didn't appear to think it would do further damage than she'd already done, then they should enjoy the rest. "Tomorrow is a new day. We can deal with it in our own ways when it comes."