Eva watched him carefully. Again she hadn't expected the reaction and she let it slowly sink in, the realization of his insinuations washing over her. She tilted her head to the side a little, her fraying braid falling over her shoulder in the process. His frustration was evident, Eva felt it too, but clearly they were each more frustrated with themselves than with the other person.

Pushing off the door, Eva approached him slowly, moving to stand right in front of him. Her small frame was barely taller than he was, even sitting, but she was thankful it put them a little more at eye level. "Mutual shattering of the rules," She chuckled, smiling softly. "Got it." While this wasn't entirely foreign territory for Eva, she was still hesitant; what did it mean exactly? Catching feelings for Beau had been easy, too easy really, but they both had complicated pasts and needed to sort out what, if anything, they wanted to do here.

"I promise everything with Fletcher is over." Broken beyond repair now. There was no going back and she didn't want to. "But I also realize this wasn't exactly something you wanted." Neither one of them had really wanted anything beyond what they'd agreed upon initially. The fact that it had changed of course meant something had to give, but Eva could bend if she had to.