[ That's part of the problem, she thinks. He's too damn good. He may be grumpy and pessimistic, but underneath all that, he cares about helping people. He's got light inside him, and she... she's been living in the darkness a little too long.

She lets out a dry laugh at his question, rolling her eyes. ] Yes, I'm sure.

[ She quirks a small smile at him, meeting his gaze again. Her voice softens now, smile fading just a little. ] There's still a lot you don't know. The way you look at me... I want to be that person. I'm just not sure if I am. [ Shit. It's dramatic, even for her. But it's the truth. She sucks in a breath, sighing and glancing up at the ceiling. ]

Forget it. We don't have to talk about it now.