Her toothy smile crinkles up her nose, easy and comfortable even as she shakes her head, a soft laugh on her voice. "Don't fucking give me butterflies, I'll kick your ass."

But damn it.

"I kinda like you too." Imperfect is implied, but she wants him to know she likes him. Full stop. It feels deeply stupid considering how displaced she is, how she is definitely probably maybe going to jail for the implosion of her in laws and late husband but.

She simply likes him.