They were on the same page! (For now, anyway.) Pansy was relieved and excited, and... wait, did that mean they were going to do more tonight than cuddle and watch a movie? A little bubble of nerves came up within her again, wondering if they did go further tonight, would that mess things up?
Then she decided that she was thinking about it too much. She didn't want to think too much. She wanted to have a beer with Peter, cuddle up, and talk. Or watch a movie. Or kiss. Whatever. No pressure.
"You're right," Pansy agreed with him, nodding. "We should just... be. Do whatever feels right for us." She couldn't have agreed with him more. Her hand squeezed him in return, and then she let it go so they could get out of the car. "I'm interested. So long as we can finish our FroYo and cuddle on the sofa."