Max smiles, the slightest trace of guilt making the corners of her mouth unsteady. She makes a show of rubbing her forehead, like Chloe had really done a number on her (she sorta has, in a less physical and not actually awful kind of way).

"I was joking-- I love our vandalism turned performance art dates, and I especially love bacon burritos. Even if you do smell super gross after them." She pulls herself out of Chloe's grasp so she can sit on her knees, still facing her and keeping the distance between them sparse. It's easier to focus on her words when Chloe's mouth isn't so close to her.

"I'm just, well.. a total newbie at all of this. And you know, you're not.. I guess I just worry, y'know? Sometimes it feels like nothing has changed, and we're still doing all the things we did before we made it official or whatever-- and I guess I don't know if that's not how it's supposed to be?"

Not as elegant as she'd like, but it's out there at least.

"Yikes, sorry about the mood kill."