Hideaway Strath 20 going on 50

Sorry for the wait! Life stuff bogging me down!

As much as his stomach desired to back out of the question, with its butterflies tickling his belly, his thought processes disagreed strongly. Knowing full well backing down was out of the equation, Towhee would persue. However both body parts met in the middle and agreed to play it off as simple conversation if she asked. Although his poker face was lacking skill, is facial features would spell out nervous with his refusal of eye contact, darting eyes and inability to speak without a little stutter. Whether or not Towhee had the ability to see stutters was unknown to him but he wouldn't put it past.

" Yeah, you.. - you know, a crush or a love interest?" Without further context Towhee would probably begun to suspect something was up, and Rye wasn't about the let that happened but logic told him he already buried himself. That grave was dug ages ago, he finally just laid in it. Now all thats left is the tombstone, which he was about to plant right about.. "I know thats a bizarre thing to ask but I'm simply looking for answers to a question I can't seem to answer myself. So maybe you've got the answer." Rye was much more calm, collected while speaking, all because it was the truth. He really was trying to find answers, whether or not Towher could answer them was yet to be known.