"I'd say it was jealousy," Summer tried, after a moment, "except he doesn't seem the type. But I have definitely stopped trying to figure that guy out," until he pro ably managed tonreel her right back in by being, like, nice, or smiling or something, ugh, "it's pointless."

And then she paused, wondering if she should even touch that Amaya part with even a ten foot pole.

...no, they were stuck here for a while, she better not go and set the room on fire quite yet...