[ She just thinks this kind of innocent curiosity is so precious and heartwarming.
And she's even... jealous, a bit. She hasn't had any luck here in the prison for a myriad of reasons. Jeanne taps her chin with a finger. ] Hmm... it sounds like you have to play it slow. I'm not used to that, personally! But... every man has their own boundaries. Some are smooth and want you to be the one to catch their eye. Others are happy if you just so much as look their way.
--if I can ask, what's his name? It'll be easier if I don't just say "him" or "his" or "that boy" the whole time.