Teagan smiled. "Of course I care. What are friends for?"
She turned a bit, trying to remember where the travel section was. "Coffee is a good smell," she said absently. She glanced back over at him. Shaking her head, she muttered, "Yeah, sure. Selling the fact I had sex - for the first time - with some guy that probably wishes I'd go away now considering that fact he didn't want to be two months before then and now we just have superficial conversations. And oh, did I mention I clearly suck in bed? Well, that was something new I learned about myself." She knew he could hear her. Part of her - a bigger part than she wanted to admit - wanted him. She hadn't told anyone, not even Thalia, and part of her just wanted to talk about it and even get some friendly advice or even comfort. She hated feeling this way. She hated feeling this insecure. She wasn't insecure. She was confident. She knew who she was.