"Thanks, I'm sure I will," Meaghan said, nodding and smiling a bit. She was saying the truth, she did feel better. "Kirley's in France still for a bit, and I might join him soon. Maybe a neutral place like a foreign country might be the best place to broach the subject," she added. It was true, something about being in a different place would make it a little easier to handle.
She laughed, delighted thinking about a raven bringing her post. "I would be honored if she did. Even if it takes weeks, and I would gladly give her plenty of respect in the meantime." She gave him an earnest look in response to his question about her cat, and gave him her patented dead pan, saying "I don't know what you're talking about, that's his name." The corners of her mouth tilted upward a bit and she giggled. "It seemed a fitting name. They are Mit Mit St. Clair, Captain Fuzzypants, Geraldine, Chew Chew Bonewagon, Reginald and Floo," she said, counting off on her fingers. "Oh, and my new kitten is Hotwings!" she added brightly. "You should come meet them, they're adorable."
Of course, her own face burned with her blunder. He probably didn't even like her like that and here she was talking about how handsome he was and she totally ruined every encounter with men, even ones that were going so well. Mostly. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to embarrass you. I have a horrible habit of just saying everything that comes to mind. I mean, there are other things that come to mind too but...I hope you won't run off and leave me because I have a crush on you," she said, daring to glance at him from under her bangs. "I mean, if you want to leave now, I understand, though I've been having a nice time when I'm not humiliating myself."