[She bites her lip, looking up at him. Self conscious enough to tuck her hair behind her ear.
She smiles, weakly, as if to entertain his words.] Mmhmm. There are plenty of good guys here. [Her smile quirks a little more genuine, but reeks of an untold story about a particular one, as do her eyes, averted down and to his chest.] If only it were so simple. [Or easy.]