The Sunspire so how do we win?

she all at once seemed flustered, and terance realized he'd come across not as playful but as offended-- which he wasn't. quickly, he leaned forward to tap the bottom of her chin with his nose. "hey, hey," he said softly, "i'm kidding, don't worry." a small smile crept onto his face. he hoped that clarified-- because he wasn't actually upset about that... just, the rest of it. and was upset the word? god, he didn't know.

"you're my favorite kind of overbearing," terance replied with a light bump to her shoulder. he meant that in a way that meant... well, he didn't think she was overbearing, but he didn't have the ability to convince her otherwise, so he merely tried to let her know that he didn't mind. not in the slightest. to her next comment... he took in a small breath. "i guess we'll see...?" he offered quietly, brows furrowing again, ears falling just a hair. he didn't want to force anything either but... well, this was just a lot of conflicting emotions that he didn't know how to put together.