Tempe chuckled softly at him. "As you should, right?" She teased. She huffed at him in response, softening at the blatant concern in his voice. "This is different. There are people here who can help you at a moments notice." She offered, stamping her free foot slightly. "A swollen ankle won't kill me, Zephyr! I'll be fine." She explained, glowering up at him. "Then you're gonna have to do just that, because I. Am. Not." She answered stubbornly, huffing.

"Yes, it is! You owe me at LEAST one shirt. No, the hoodie doesn't count, because you don't wear it! You have to wear it often for it to count. The point is that it's yours, and it smells like you. If you don't wear it often, then it doesn't." She explained. She blinked at his question, shifting against him a little nervously. "I mean... I want it to be whatever you want it to be. We can be friends. Or, uhm. More. I dunno, whatever you want is what I want, so, uhm, I dunno." She shrugged, flushing and staring at the ground.

Zephyr nodded, an over exaggerated nod that just about send his head flying off his body. He then grew serious, his eyes a bit pleading as he looked at her. "Why do you have to be so stubborn? You don't even have to see Chiron- just the healers. I only want to help." He said quietly, shutting up as she continued arguing the point, and said that he'd just have to knock her out. He would do that, then. Silently. He was sick of arguing for something she wouldn't give in on. Her next words made him roll his eyes. "That makes no sense." He groaned lightly, resigning to the fact he'd have to hide every piece of clothing he owned. He sobered again as she went to answer his question, looking nervous- but he couldn't help but laugh a little at her expression. "I just want your opinion, I'm not asking you to marry me." He rolled his eyes sarcastically. "If it helps, I think we should be.. a little more, as you put it. Or, I guess, Friends. Or, uhm. More. I dunno." He smiled a little, though inside he was freaking out. What the hail was he doing? A second later the bell for food rang, so he slowly stood and walked over, making sure to keep an eye on Miss Limpy Not Wimpy.

Tempe blew out a soft breath, tempted to give in when he pulled out his pleading look, but she simply stayed silent. He would do whatever he was going to do. "It made plenty of sense!" She huffed when he next spoke. "Please?" She pleaded softly. "Just one shirt? Your least favorite." She offered, curling into him.

She gave a soft giggle at his comment. "I know." She answered softly, gently wiggling her shoe against the ground from nerves. "I think, maybe, more would be good. Like, uhm, I dunno. Boyfriend and girlfriend, maybe? I dunno, just a thought. If you wanted that. Because I would be, uhm, okay with that." She offered quietly, standing as the bell rang and talking a hold of his hand in nervous silence. She wobbled along with him toward the food, keeping quiet.

Zephyr shook his head in slow motion. "Nooo sense at all." He repeated, then looked at her slowly. "Fine. But all my shirts look the same. I don't have a least favorite." He huffed quietly, his expression becoming slightly hopeful as she started to speak. His eyes glittered slightly as he watched her expression, bis heartbeat quickening as she spoke. "I'd... like that. Would you like to be my girlfriend?" He asked quietly, the very words sounding weird. He gripped her hand as he went towards the food. He took more than usual, then headed back towards the table, sitting down with a silent breath outward. He didn't know how she would react.. but she said she'd like it. Had she been joking? He was now worried, as he had never, ever experienced anything like this before. He didn't know what to think.

Tempe grinned at him in victory, practically beaming. "I'll take whichever one I can get, then." She chuckled softly.

She peered up at him in a slightly giddy way, her chest rising and falling faster at his question. She nodded quickly, squeezing his hand. "Yes. Yes, please, I would like that." She answered, a little grin on her lips. She kept a hold of his hand, even as she got herself food. She wasn't really looking as she put things on her plate, breathing quickly as they sat down. "I mean thats- I- would you-" She stuttered, taking a deep breath. "I mean, uhm, if you would like to be my boyfriend, that is." She added, squeezing his hand.

Zephyr could feel his heartbeat just continuing to go faster and faster. +I swear if I go into cardiac arrest...+ he thought, his eyes wide. He stared at the table for a couple seconds before she spoke for the last time. "Yeah... yeah... I would. I would... I would like that. Yes." His brain was thoroughly malfunctioned at the moment. He stared at his food, flabbergasted. What had he just signed himself into? +Being with the best person in the world+ he thought, staring at his food for a couple seconds more. "Are- I- nevermind." He mumbled, too shocked to eat his food. He hunched his shoulders slightly, then sucked in a breath, looking at her. "I'm alive. Okay. Are you alive? Brain not braining, I'm sorry. Um. We should eat. Yep." He mumbled, finally taking a couple bites of his food.

Tempe full on beamed at him as he spoke, completely forgetting about everything else. "Good. Great. Amazing. Perfect." She nodded, staring at her plate with a dazed kind of grin. She nodded as he spoke again. "Yeah. Yeah, yeah, that's a good idea." She nodded, leaning into him to press a kiss against his cheek. After, she focused on her food and went back to eating.

Zephyr smiled faintly, his eyes slightly glazed. "Good. Great. Amazing. Perfect." He repeated with a small grin, his whole face lighting up. "I don't even know how to express the weird emotions I'm feeling right now." He made a face, finishing his food, feeling contently full. "Okay. The next activity is Capture the Flag. It'll take up the whole afternoon. With your leg, you're going to get out immediately. You need to see someone." He stood and grabbed her arm, pulling her towards the medical center.

Tempe hummed softly as she ate, finishing a little before him. "You don't have to, if you don't want to. If you do, I'll listen." She smiled, huffing when he brought her leg back up. "Zeph..." She whined softly, hobbling after him with a frown. She dug her good heel into the ground once they got outside. "Zeph, please don't make me." She begged quietly, grabbing gently onto his arm.

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