Riley rolled in to face him. "You shouldn't worry," she said, squeezing his hand back and smiling at him. "It's something I'd like to talk about, maybe, but not like this." Not in the creepy 'I'm reading your mind' sort of way. She liked Jack a lot, but that was a little hard to get used to. Besides, the stuff she talked to her mom about and the stuff she wanted to talk to Jack about weren't exactly the same, and it would possibly be the worst segue ever. "Just.. forget about it for now, okay?"