He rubbed at the back of his neck, trying to hide the disappointment apparent in his eyes as she covered up what little skin was left showing. "No problem. I'm sure it goes both ways, anyway." Tino knew he could be difficult to deal with sometimes. He wasn't a raging, hormonal teenage girl, but he had his moments. "Just, you know, if my lawn doesn't grow this summer, you'll have to explain it to my mom." He smirked and sat down next to her on his bed, leaning back comfortably on his palms.