Did he want to think it over? Kaden didn't know how having more time was going to make him ore certain one way or another. Marcie wanted to go so they'd probably go, right?
She got up and his stomach felt wretched. Maybe from all the honey cakes, maybe from lack of sleep. Maybe from the thought of life being different, cos of course it was different. He had literally nothing from his own life. Just his name, really. And Marcie.
Why was he being all weird about this anyway? He already knew he was going to go; he'd do anything for Marcie. Why was letting her know that so hard?
"Yeah 'kay," he said, leaving the cake tin on the couch as he slid off it. "Might have that shower. Um. I guess."