Once she was sure he was coming along properly, Emma let go of his hand, not wanting to confuse things, and needing hers in order to talk anyway. "We can talk as we walk. It's about two blocks down and luckily it's not too cold out tonight."
She liked being out with Oliver. He was comfortable. Friendly. Not stressful because she didn't need to worry about what she said or think too much before speaking. There wasn't anything complicated about the outing, which made it safe. She smiled happily at him. "So I interrupted you, yeah? When I do that, you ought to just talk over me and keep on going. Else you might never get a word in edgewise."