Nom Hug nom. Cozy.

"Mm?" She can't well ask any more complex question, she's turning a shrinking candy over and over in her mouth.

...Soph has no immediate answer to this question except to choke slightly on her Hug.

"Sorry!" says Tony. "I should learn not to combine awkward questions with candy, it never ends well, you okay?"

Soph manages to arrest the small coughing fit. "I'm fine I'm fine - uh - do you want us to have been dating for like a week?"

"I don't know, yeah, maybe, kind of, do you?"

"...Yeah maybe kind of?"

"I just thought of it thirty seconds ago! I have not had time to catch up with my feelings!"

"I - I dunno, I like you, I wasn't thinking it all methodically through, that's Bella's circus act."

"I like you too!" says Tony. "But I don't wanna make everything horrifically awkward if it turns out that we are just really good cuddlebuddies? But I think maybe we are not just really good cuddlebuddies. There. Those are my feelings."

"Okay, well, let's just - not be awkward," says Soph with a decisive nod. "If awkward tries to happen we can have it escorted off the premises."

Tony giggles.

"So um, now that there are metaphorical hulking security guards ready to shoo incipient awkward," says Soph, "cuddling is good and should keep happening and I like you? Like, like you."

"Cuddling is good!" says Tony. "Cuddling is awesome. And you are awesome. And I like-like you too."

"Aww," says Tony.

Soph smiles and blushes more when he does that.

"Awwwwwwww," he says, and hugs her.

Hugs! Snuggly hugs.

Snuggy hugs!

"So, we can have been dating for a week, if you want."

"Cool," says Tony. "Hey, we've been dating for a week! We should celebrate. With, like - candy?" He eyes the remains of the gingerbread house. "No, if I have any more candy I might actually explode. Kisses?"

"Mmmmaybe?" Soph squirms in his arms. "I'm probably terrible, I don't even have, like, implanted memories of kissing anybody."