(Too much information? What?) George mentally reviewed the last few moments to figure out what Ami was talking-- "Oh," she said. (Talk about your Freudian slips.) She briefly tried to think of a way to salvage the situation but came up empty.
(The hell with it,) George decided after a moment. (It's not like we don't all know what I meant. Or like everybody isn't going to know about Carlos and me very soon. Screw it!) "Yeah, well, you know," she said with a grin at Ami. She reached over and caught Carlos' hand in hers.
"You should," George said. "Take the class, I mean. It can't hurt, right?" Though honestly, George wasn't sure how useful it would be to Ami. If she could really just teleport away from trouble, maybe she didn't need self-defense lessons. But she didn't know how it worked, or how easy or difficult it might be.
Ami was the best judge of whether she needed self-defense lesson, George figured. She was smart. She'd figure out the right thing to do. "I'm gonna do it," George said. "Between Blaise's class and some tutoring from Carlos, I'll be a lean, mean fighting machine."
[George] Did I Say That? (tag Carlos, Ami, open)
(The hell with it,) George decided after a moment. (It's not like we don't all know what I meant. Or like everybody isn't going to know about Carlos and me very soon. Screw it!) "Yeah, well, you know," she said with a grin at Ami. She reached over and caught Carlos' hand in hers.
"You should," George said. "Take the class, I mean. It can't hurt, right?" Though honestly, George wasn't sure how useful it would be to Ami. If she could really just teleport away from trouble, maybe she didn't need self-defense lessons. But she didn't know how it worked, or how easy or difficult it might be.
Ami was the best judge of whether she needed self-defense lesson, George figured. She was smart. She'd figure out the right thing to do. "I'm gonna do it," George said. "Between Blaise's class and some tutoring from Carlos, I'll be a lean, mean fighting machine."