She knew she was pushing it, and she honestly wanted nothing more then to find a very fun way of getting warm and of passing the time. But something in her reminded her to be good. She didn't know what it was and wanted to bury it very much, but Patrick was still dear to her.
Having the regret of pushing too far, too soon, wasn't one she was willing to have. So she pretended not to notice anything and looked away from him. She curled herself in the blanket and was glad he couldn't read minds. With her train of thought she was pretty sure she might just kill him.