Once more, GoldHolly nodded and followed, wondering if it would be strange to confess now. Coming up to his side, looking around the den casually, she slowly murmured, "I think I like you... As in, /like like.../" She glanced over at him strangely, hoping it wouldn't go a wrong way to say it. Afterall, murder was not against any rule to him...
(Oh, GoldHolly... *Facepalm*)