She knew that much about him. Even after all the years of physical change, the way he showcased his emotions had always been the same. He was never very good at masking them and, more often than not, she could read him like an open book. Just like now. The way he spoke and the way he rubbed at her hands...it was obviously done in a more sensual manner and she could see what he was getting at. And while it would have been easy to pass it off as typical teenage hormones, Dani knew better than than.

"Yes... Well I do try," she said slowly, trying to find her next words. She reeled her hands from his touch back to her and pushed herself away from the desk to stand, walking over to where he sat. A soft sigh followed. "C'mon. It's getting pretty late, I don't want to keep you for too long."

Despite that, leaning down to give him a peck on the cheek probably didn't help the situation much at all.