Theo is very confused. And a little bit worried.

"That was weird. And cute. She's actually worried about us."

"I think it was mostly weird. ... Demons can't read thoughts, can they?"

"Some can."

"She had suspiciously good timing."

"I don't think she's a demon. And if she was, and could read thoughts, there'd be no need for her to act cryptic around the three of us, of all people."

"She kept giving me looks. I mean, you're right, she wouldn't need to be cryptic, but... I just don't get it."

"She was lying when she justified her actions as just because it was causing, what was her phrasing, trouble in her group or something?"

"How do you know that?"

"Right."

"I think it was 'disharmony in my bubble'. Do you have any idea what her motivation actually was, then?"

"My secret's being good at body language, I can't actually read minds."

Okay, then.

Theo continues eating.

Yeah, food's a good idea. Sadde touches his bruised cheekbone and grimaces a bit.

Willow looks between them. "So... are you two? Gonna be an item?"

Theo looks at Sadde somewhat sadly, seemingly looking for something, then says, "I don't know."

Sadde raises his eyebrows. "What was that?" he asks Theo.

"What do you mean?" he asks, looking like he really doesn't want to be here.

"I-I can have lunch elsewhere."

"I think if Theo wants to discuss anything we should be the ones to go somewhere else," Sadde says.

"What? I just said I don't know. We haven't exactly discussed it."

"My point exactly! Also you looked like a billion things went through your mind right there, that looks like something that should be talked about."

He looks down at the table and says, "Yeah. Probably."

Sigh.

She looks between them. "R-really, I can go."