"Yes, but..." She stopped herself from trying to even argue the point. She'd forgotten, pure and simple. "You did. It just... slipped my mind." She walked into the bedroom now, putting the small while laundry basket down on her bed. She wanted to yell at him. She wanted to kiss him. She wanted to just... Ugh. She didn't even know.
As she got closer to him, she could tell he looked a little... what was the word? Worn out? Just not 100 percent. She was only about a foot from him when she instinctively raised her hand, about to brush her fingers across his cheek or jawline when she stopped half way there. "Are you okay?" Not that she expected him to really tell her if he wasn't, but it was worth a shot.