"I don't know what I'm serious about anymore. I sometimes wonder if I even know who I am. I ... it did mean something, didn't it? When we kissed?" She gazed into his eyes, tilting her head as she studied him curiously.
"Or should I ... I don't know. It's probably ... you ..."
She trailed off again. "I'll be careful," she decided. "Nothing public with you that could be misconstrued." She offered him a little smile.