[She asks, not quite moving yet, but not anxious about it either. She's feeling surprisingly calm and confident in this moment, but she's not betting on it lasting judging by the tone he's taking.]
Oh, sorry, [She shifts a little, thinking more about what's going on and realizing that he probably wants to make sure they don't end up in the throws of passion again, lifting her head up and off of him so they can face each other.] I'll... [just then, the timer goes off on the pizza] I'll go get that. [She stands up and as she does, she feels the embarrassment flush in, but she plays it off. Nope. He doesn't want this. She's just a friend, he doesn't want to cross the line again. The sex was bad, he was just being nice. He's not interested in this and she has to respect that because he doesn't want any hint of intimacy. Space.] I'll be right back.