Julie was blushing so hard it felt like her entire face might melt, and the strange, fluttering warmth in her chest was beginning to overwhelm her.
This mood, whatever it was, felt too much, too intense, too...something that she wasn't used to. She had to break it before she drowned in it.
So she suddenly shook her head, shoved the needles into his hands with an almost violent speed, and spun around just enough to put a bit of space between them.
"Okay! Enough of that!" She barked, waving her hand in the air. "Let's focus! It's time to get to the real deal. You're gonna teach me how to knit, right? Come on, come on! I want to be just as good as you are!"
Cassius blinked, then burst out into laughter. Her mood swings never failed to amuse him. With a wide grin, he tilted his head and said,
"As good as me? Hah, I don't know if I'm that talented a teacher."
Julie shot him a sharp look.
