Ellie most certainly noticed the blush, but she wasn't sure she should bring it up... Especially when she noticed how quickly he changed the subject, going back to packing her things. At that, Ellie slid off the couch and onto the floor, scooting over to him slowly, sitting close enough that her legs were touching his and giving him a smile.
"We can talk about whatever you want, Henry," she said simply, leaning her head over to rest on his shoulder, sighing slightly.
"If you want, we can stay at my house until we find a place... At least that way we can stay together and hammer out the details, all that good stuff," she said softly. And also because she didn't want to be there alone. There were so many memories... and it still hurt to think about them all. She wasn't sure she could face it alone.