Panther Park I can't escape you

As he started talking, her chest swelled with an emotion she couldn't quite explain—it was a good feeling, but one she was not accustomed to feeling. She had not had many things go well for her in her life, and she certainly had never had her feelings for a man reciprocated. But as he continued to speak, she grew more and more confused. He brought up Zephyr, which caused a spike of unwanted jealousy—it was not an emotion she usually wasted time on, nor did she want to feel that way about the woman. She actually had a budding respect for the persistent wolf. Not to mention, she wasn't sure how much she liked being an afterthought. Would he have ever wanted anything more if she hadn't asked for it? 

He confused her further by bringing up how devastated he had been when she injured herself, but then immediately followed it with the admission that he was fucked up and didn't feel attraction the same way. It was all a lot to take in, and she was silent for a long time, offering him only a frown. 

I guess I do not understand what you mean, she finally said. Do you want to be with me or not? she asked. do you feel the same way about me that I feel about you? They were not simple questions to answer by any means, but he could offer her more than just fragments of confusing thoughts for her to try and piece together. It was like her black and white mind was trying to process his rainbow of thoughts and it just wasn't relaying them properly.