Kire almost let out a giggle of relief when he said she hadn’t been terrible. Alright, one less thing to be embarrassed about. Though when he began to speak again and saw his uneasiness, her face fell. 
“Well. You’re not wrong. We’re literally worlds apart.” She paused, frowning a little, trying to ignore the wave of disappointment that washed over her. “If I may put in an objection though, if you weren’t my type, I wouldn’t have enjoyed that as much. Much better than the first time, definitely.” [i]Fantastic[/i] was the word she had in mind, but she didn’t want to look overly eager. [i]But what do you want?[/i] “So, we’re just—friends, then? I’m at least that, right?”