"Massachusetts is very pretty... I haven't ever been to England as far as Europe, but to Spain and France." What would her mother have said about him? The Spaniard gypsy she was? That he was a Pisces? No, he didn't seem like a Pisces at all. He was too detached. Aquarius? Playing the astrology game in her mind made her feel as if she were being secretive. Astrology didn't seem as if it were something he was into at all... he was very straightforward, but underneath it all there was more to him. It incited to kick her curious nature to spur, but to what length was she given leash to pry?
She figured it'd be a good way to farther dissolve what murky awkwardness was yet to attenuation and fading. Though what she perceived as any uncomfortability on her behalf was very trivial. He just wasn't the type of person that kept her feeling embarrassed--he wasn't coarse or curt--and so she sipped her tea, considering what else to ask him and seeming much less anxious.
"Will you tell me about London? Is it nice there?"