He's not sure what kind of follow-up he should be doing here. Beyond the initial revelation that what he'd experienced that night had, in fact, been mutual, he doesn't have a damn clue about where to go next. Turns out he doesn't have to think very long and hard about it, glancing up from his feet in surprise when she speaks again.

"Sorry about that," he says, mouth twitching in a self-disparaging tone. "Probably can't be all that exciting."