[ It’s okay to just call her confused, Gideon, really. She knows she is.

Nervously, she reaches up and tucks her hair behind her ear, huffing out another uneasy chuckle. She only wishes she could be as confident and un-worried as Gideon seems to be. ]

Great, so… I-I’ll see you later in the evening, then? I guess when things here have finished up? We’ll be at the Successful Frog Inn—

[ She clears her throat. ]

One of my friends really likes frogs, so we picked that place because of the name, haha… But I can meet you anywhere!

[ Oh gods, help, she’s so bad at this. How do her charismatic friends manage this?! ]