[Oh yes, she absolutely can tell. It helps temper some of her own embarrassment, because she is firmly aware of what she just told him she was willing--no, completely interested in. But her chin remains lifted, stubbornly, because she's not about to take it back.

A slow breath in.

And then he looks away, and she feels a little weak at the knees, but also like she's able to breathe again.]

W-well...! Well, that's... that's fine! We don't need to rush or anything!

[In fact, she'd rather they take their time. She's enough of a romantic to want it to be... as romantic as she's dreamed of having. But--when it comes down to it, she wants him to know.

She wants the same things.]

I was just...saying! In fact, that's probably better. To, um, take our time, I mean. That's what I meant to say all along! [Sure. She's as transparent as ever.]