[He listens. He's a good listener. Taking in all of Crow's words and thinking about them, turning them over. He looks a little embarrassed at the praise regarding his ability to tell off fate, but he doesn't interrupt. He's quiet for a little while, considering.

It feels like Crow is... He doesn't know actually. That's what's bothering him. And he wants to know.]

I guess if you mean am I going to ignore last night, yeah. But that's not bad, I think. I just want to know what you want. I still want to know what you're thinking all the time. And how long you've wanted to kiss me. And I want to know where you want this to go, too.

I like you. I thought about it last night and all day. I really really liked kissing you. And I like spending time with you. Last night, when you weren't home, it was actually really lame but I was pretty panicked until I tracked you down, probably more than is normal.

This is all really new, I mean, to me in general and between us especially. So it's not like we have to decide everything right now. We can take things a bit at a time.

But we should figure out, um, what direction we're taking them, I guess?