Olive was already shaking her head before he'd even finished. "You could never be a creep," she promised softly. "No, no, no -- I'm okay. Seriously. I'm like -- " she huffed out a breath, nervously, and smiled. "I'm better than okay. It's just...you know. New."

Not totally new, but they were sort of playing jump rope with the threshold of stuff she'd done before versus totally uncharted territory.

"Are you okay?" Dumb question -- she was pretty aware of how he was doing -- but she felt like she had to ask, anyway.