Jules wrinkled her nose and shook her head, nudging his elbow back. "I don't think it's a ridiculous idea at all!" It had been her idea, after all, even if he'd been thinking it too. She wasn't actually able to read thoughts, after all.
Because it was him, she wasn't surprised or thrown off by the question. "It's not rude at all," she assured him, letting her hand find his. For whatever reason, perhaps the amount of times they'd touched, the contact didn't push a vision through her mind. "I can hear you clearly, though I'm not sure you're a good gauge for it. I seem to be particularly attuned to you," she admitted.