She knew it! She knew it! But she managed instead to say, "I imagine that it must," and she didn't even shriek that she knew he was a hero, through and through. Proud of herself, she began picking up their plates and dishes to take back to the kitchen, leaving the tray tables and glasses for Logan to manage.
But when he told her she was beautiful, she paused in her work and looked up at him. "You too," she said, and then flushed a bright crimson. "I m... mean, you're very... You're very handsome."
No, she meant that he was beautiful. His gruff, damaged heart, his warm hands, his unexpected gentleness -- he was beautiful. Her words didn't say it, but the way she looked at him in that one moment... that look said it all for her.