"No," she agrees with a breathless little laugh. "Me neither."

And absurdly, she sort of wants to thank him. For making it easy, for being exactly who he is, for not expecting anything of her when they had been dating, for being able to be for her now. The road they've taken to get here is long and weird and complicated, but it's worked out somehow and for that she's grateful.

Instead she figures she'll just do her best to make this good for him. Maybe she's only ever been with Daryl, but she never heard a single complaint from him and she isn't interested in feeling insecure now. This is going to be fun for them. She's not going to allow herself to worry it might not be.

Coming up close to him again, she slips her arms around his waist, rising onto her toes, pushing up into another kiss.