[After everything that's happened to all of them, it's really nice to see her smiling like that. Like she isn't worried, like they can relax a little. It gets him pushing off from the door frame and coming closer, hands in his pockets as he leans against the counter.]

I'm okay. A little worried about my dad, y'know, after what happened. But, I mean, I know he'll be fine. He's fine. So I'm fine.

...listen, um. [He rubs the back of his neck, wondering why this is hard all of a sudden.] I was thinking earlier about how...we were, y'know, we went out, and. [He huffs a little laugh, bracing his hands on either side of his hips as he tips his head, ducking it, a little sheepish, and slants a sidelong look at her.]

I kinda...Caitlin, I. Like you. And I didn't really expect that, but you're really...you're warm, and you really care about everyone, and you're really pretty when you're concentrating, and. Um. I know it's not a great time for, for either of us, and if you want to tell me off, you absolutely can, but... [And he trails off, because he's been talking for a while and if he doesn't trail off, he'll never stop.]