Personally, Kenzi thought it was kind of a miracle that the night-they-didn't-talk-about hadn't changed things. She had seen it happen that way plenty of times after all and she was glad that she didn't lose one of the best things she had found in Darrow.

That didn't mean she could stop thinking about it though because she couldn't.

If she didn't dream about it, she found herself randomly going over the events of that night again. It was worse when they were near each other at times. Whenever he touched the small of her back when they walked, whenever they brushed close in the small confines of his kitchen and definitely whenever she found herself nearly falling asleep curled up beside him.

So yeah, she couldn't stop thinking about him that way but more about how they were friends and she didn't want to lose him. She had already lost so much and so had he. That was why they had bonded, had grown as close as they did, and she didn't want to lose it.

So she tried not to think about it all too much but it seemed it was on his mind when suddenly he was pausing the movie and telling her that they needed to talk.

Biting down the bubble of panic, she twisted just enough to face him as she gave him a somewhat innocent look. "About what?"