"I bet you do," Diana said, a breath getting caught in her throat. She quickly added, "well, I mean, obviously. Presto! Cart. Haha."
She could still feel that predatory aura emanating from him, and it was a strange mixture of strange, scary, and exciting. Something in Diana wanted to find out just what made him tick. She had the feeling that this was only the surface of a tepid pool, and sticking your head beneath the surface could be dangerous or rewarding.
"Really? That's where they have you boys sleeping? That seems awful, considering the rain or the heat. I have a tent. I mean, I share it with a couple of guys, which is strange, but at least it's...you know, closed and covered."
"So..." Diana cleared her throat, tucking stray hair behind her ears. "Now that we've got this done, haha, what...what are you up to?"