"But it's progress." She had to admit when this had all been blown up before she didn't think there was any hope for John to let go and try to make the first move. Richard had been the gentleman and John had been a child. "I'll admit that I'm glad to hear it." She gave him the smallest of smiles. It wasn't the big grin she'd displayed before. The one that showed her innocence in knowing who he was and this world he lived in. She wasn't innocent anymore, but she did care.