The delicate nature of their relationship was something that Freya was fully aware of, but something about hearing it said to her made her heart ache, if only for a moment. The feeling was quick to be pushed off as he gave a few good points with Rebecca. She had seen the young woman before, but it was so brief. When James avoided her gaze, she tilted her head, curious. [color=0072bc][b]"You may..."[/b][/color] She blinked, noticing the pause. 

His confession made her cheeks warm, and her heart pound. Of course she knew James would rather be himself around her, but...still. It was one thing to simply be aware of an obvious thing, than to be told it, anchoring it more into truth. She moved to respond, but heard their order being called under his name. Freya couldn't help giggling softly to herself as he quickly excused himself to gather their things. As they ate, she smiled towards him as he turned red. It was a rather selfish thing for her to do, but she felt it necessary. This was James' project, something she shouldn't really have too much of a say in. He wasn't her butler right now anyway, so anything she said would just be a suggestion. 

Finishing off her muffin, she looked up at James. [color=0072bc][b]"Wait, what? I didn't hear what you said, you mumbled James." She laughed. "You can't talk and eat at the same time,"[/b][/color] She teased. He quickly moved on to another topic though, only raising her curiosity more. Freya simply nodded at his suggestion on them each just bringing one person. [color=0072bc][b]"Of course, James. You know I don't mind helping you."[/b][/color] She took a small drink before she giggled. [color=0072bc][b]"You're so confusing though, James.."[/b][/color] Oh how Freya loved to tease him. She gently kicked her feet under the table. [color=0072bc][b]"So, am I to be just an outside opinion, or..."[/b][/color] Her gaze went from her sandwich, to James' eyes. [color=0072bc][b]"Or am I meant to be something more? I just...want to make sure is all."[/b][/color] She gave a small playful smile towards him. 

Letting the question sit in the air for a moment, she reached her hand out and gave his hand a gentle squeeze, giggling. [color=0072bc][b]"I'm just kidding, James~"[/b][/color] Leaning back, she continued to eat her sandwich. [color=0072bc][b]"Oh, shouldn't you let Rebecca know to bring someone with her to taste test?" [/b][/color]She suggested. Her eyes glanced towards the clock hanging on the walls. It was almost half past eleven. [color=0072bc][b]"I suppose we should start heading back, don't you think?"[/b][/color] She stood, stretching upwards as she finished her meal. [color=0072bc][b]"Right, if you're cooking a meal shouldn't we stop for ingredients? Or...That might have to wait until Rebecca joins us maybe?"[/b][/color] Freya began gathering her garbage to take it to the trash can nearby. Moving to head back outside, she went to grab James' hand, her fingers gently brushing the tips of his before deciding against it. Was it bad that she always wanted to hold his hand? Perhaps it was just because she wanted to use the same excuse James had when they were headed to the carnival that one evening.

[i][color=0072bc]Just so I don't lose you...[/color][/i]