Grouse Thicket put on your war face

Dag puffed up like a happy tomcat when she accepted his offer, and thanked him for it. Belatedly, he realized that he was maybe flirting with her. It made his heart do a funny little flip, because he wasn't sure he knew how to flirt, but he tried to tamp those feelings down. He'd hate for Laurel to see how silly and awkward he could really be, especially since she seemed to maybe think well of him, now.

"Of course," he replied, a little bashful in turn. Not like he'd been with Amber, though. He felt stupid and a little childish with Laurel, but he didn't feel like... like a child. "We - we should be friends," he said, then. "Will you tell me about yourself?"