The look on his face made her a little nervous, but she was going to keep smiling for his sake. She didn't want him to feel more conflicted with whatever he had to say, and she wanted him to know she would listen to anything he had on his mind.

She slowly walks on over to the vine and pushes herself onto it, sitting down next to him. Maybe if she made a joke it would calm his nerves a little. She pushed her hair away from her face for a moment and smiled his way.

"If it's that you aren't really a juggler, I think I kind of figured that one out," she laughed softly.