He couldn't help a small smile. When Helen put it that way, it didn't sound so bad. And it meant something coming from her, to the point Xander couldn't help a blush. "Thanks..." He said softly, looking up at her again and this time not looking down. "I guess, in Oxnard I just didn't care because I didn't know anyone. It's just... something I have to get used to here." He had to get used to being desired. It was odd, but true.
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Date: 2009-02-23 07:04 am (UTC)