Tara was trying to give Willow space and spend time with her simultaneously. It wasn't easy. She knew that Willow wasn't sure of their relationship yet and she didn't want to rush it. She wanted it to be natural, she wanted them to be friends more than anything else. Tara loved Willow, but more than that, they were good friends. She'd rather have a good friend over a girlfriend any day.
Tara came up from the basement in her pjs (an oversized t-shirt and flannel pants) and rubbed her eyes. She was parched from going to bed so early. What was it that did that? You go early and your mouth just dries up? It was weird, Tara didn't want to overthink it. She passed the laptop going towards the kitchen and stopped to peek. It was rude, but she was just wondering what kind of research was going on without her.
Oh. Well. That. Huh.
"Will?" she called as she walked into the kitchen, immediately spotting the other girl.