[He's not going to try anything, much as he'd like to. Baby steps, he keeps reminding himself. Enjoying some afternoon flirtation doesn't erase the unresolved issues between them.

But he wants to be with her. So he takes the opportunity and steps inside, thumbs resting safely in his belt loops.]

Cozy, huh? I'd have figured we were too old for communal living, but I guess space changes things.

[A thought occurs to him.] Is this what college is like? Stuffing a bunch of people in a dorm?