"Yes well," She mumbled, still staring at the ceiling. "You haven't spoken to me much this year." It was a quiet gripe, but it was the truth and part of the reason this whole conversation was still feeling awkward. Sloane hadn't really meant to say it aloud, but wasn't upset about it either. They would have to hash this out eventually if anything was to ever chance. She wasn't so sure she could just to back to the way things were without knowing what it was that had truly gone on between them.

Shrugging, though he likely couldn't see it, Sloane added, "I'm sure it'll be fine. Nobody wants me to play chaser anyway, terrible as I am." Now if she'd been allowed to play beater, that would have been a different story...