Tim watched her movements carefully. He had absolutely no idea what he was doing right now. What was wrong with him now? Was something broken? He tried desperately to find words for a few minutes, but he couldn't seem to make his mouth move. He couldn't make himself say anything. He just...looked at her. What was this?

And just like that, the spell was broken.

"Oh, um...nothing. Is on your face. You look great." He said, not thinking. He didn't even catch what he said. He just smiled at her, because everything was okay. Right now, everything was totally fine. He took a step closer to her, his body in complete control, his mind telling him exactly what to do now.

He reached out, and grabbed her hand.

He faced forwards on the sidewalk now, in the same direction as her, facing his house. Partly because he wanted to start walking again, and partly so she couldn't see how red his face was. He didn't know why he was doing this, but he wanted to, and it was just fine with him. He waited for her response.