[ Upon realizing where the wires had gotten crossed in this unfurling disaster of a conversation her eyes went wide as part of her considered just going along with it to spare herself having to try and broach the subject again after being sure he had caught her meaning.

Somehow it felt even more harrowing on the second attempt. ]

Not this. [ Merlin's tits just kill her now. ] The uh, the thing that isn't um, part of, the usual this.

[ Still! Nice? She frowned at him, aware of what she had finally (mostly) addressed but backtracking anyway. ] I always thought it was better than nice, anyway.