((Alright, I noticed that in your signature, but thanks for telling me! I'll keep that in mind. If you want you can hold off on posting until you get more time, but it's really up to you. I don't want you to feel rushed, this really fun, especially with all the thinking involved in such long posts. Also, love all the mind-reading references. XD))
Kyle almost dropped his book when she agreed. He was sure she would simply leave when it took her so long to respond, especially when she started looking uncertain herself. The fact his book was already in his lap is probably the only thing that kept it clattering from to the floor. The progress him and Helena were making was exceeding his wildest expectations considering their other conversations, which generally didn't involve a conversation.
The only times they had really been in a situation for a discussion was when they're parents were sitting in the same room, and Kyle hadn't really been sure how to react to that. First off, having a private conversation was practically impossible when the people you least wanted to know your emotions were watching your every move. Secondly, he didn't want to have to act all stuffy and formal around his fiance, which was required around their families. Finally, he had been pretty sure she wouldn't have wanted to talk with him anyway considering her obvious hatred of him.
Well, he had been quite sure that she would get fed up with talking to him today so maybe he was a worse judge of people then he thought. Not like that wasn't an easy fix, but he had felt weird about the idea of reading her mind like that. He hadn't had a problem with it before, but unlike everyone he had ever interacted with she wasn't just trying to take advantage of him.
Well, she could be, but that seemed very unlikely. If she was, she was one hell of an actress and probably deserved whatever she got out of the deal. Considering how low a possibility that was it didn't merit much thought, though he didn't have much time to even ponder as Helena was already heading out the study door. Placing his book on the table next to him he quickly grabbed his coat, which he had placed over the armrest, and stood up to follow her. Kyle had to jog a few steps to catch up, but he reached her when she reached the door. Looking down at Helena, who's head was only about as high as his mid-chest, he glanced down the hallway. He was once again very aware of his height, and had to resist the urge to slouch.
"Should we head out the back, or walk around the house? I figure it'll take more time to reach the garden if we use the front door, but it will give us more time outside." Once again, he was testing the waters. Was she just putting up with him, or did she really want to try this out? He hoped it was the later, and from her reactions he felt there was promise in the situation. Kyle smiled at her again, wondering what her reaction would be.
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