It was sweet and endearing to watch Gar Logan, who always had something to say, stumble over his words. She smiled a little as he shifted into an animal and took flight. "Goodnight, Gar."
She watched him fly off silently, leaning against the front door. Once he was out of sight, she took a moment to collect herself. Deep breath to help the butterflies in her stomach settle. She supposed she should have put on her game face to prepare herself for a small battle with her mother over the interruption, but she didn't quite have it in her. Rose walked into the house and went straight to her room where she let herself daydream about the almost-kiss.