Distracting him. He laughed once, quietly, and nodded his head. "Well, yes." Spoken as though it was obvious, and as though she was definitely succeeding. "But—" he was about to ask why, when he looked at the sign language letter she was making. R. Rae? His eyes dashed toward the wall that separated their apartments, but quickly dashed back to Ellie again.
Understanding crossed his face. Oh. Distracting him from Rae. Had Rae asked her to? Either way, if this was distraction, he was definitely okay with being distracted.
"You're definitely..." he smirked as he looked her over. "You're definitely distracting, I can tell you that confidently." Distracting seemed like the wrong word, though. Beautiful. Gorgeous. Lovely. All of those complimentary descriptive words. She was all of them.
Go out, huh? He looked at her again, at the EMF reader she held, turning it over. No one ever wanted to go with him. And if they did, he always had to ask. But Ellie offered. And seemed genuinely interested. He felt his cheeks heating up, and a little smile crossing his face as he crossed the room and stood in front of her, holding his hand up to help her out.
"Oh?" he asked, still smiling at her. "I think we can do that. Where do you want to go?" he asked her.