The urge to pull her hands back was just as strong as the flush threatening to creep into her cheeks. To say she was already regretting this was a little too strong, but in her haste to help, she hadn't quite realized what she'd signed herself up for. Being in close proximity, basically holding hands, was doing very little to help quell this blossoming crush she was harboring.

Nodding along to his apparent findings in her palms, Sloane had to wonder if all of that was written there, or if he was just spouting out information that he already knew about her. She was growing ever-thankful for the fact that she could control her hair. She didn't know what confused or embarrassed would do to her hair color, but she was pleased she couldn't find out at this very moment.

"I'd like to say some of that isn't true, but we both know better." She chuckled nervously.