"I'd like that a lot."

He almost never talks about what might be; he's shunted aside some of her own thoughts about it with a noncommittal noise or a 'maybe.' The block has changed everything, she thinks. He's starting to think about the future, when he never allowed himself to wonder about it before. "Besides," she adds, coming back to his side and taking his hand once more as she looks up at him. "You owe me a date."