Oh, don't you start.

[She reaches up to press her palm against his face, like it's going to stop that eyebrows wagging.]

It's not like that between us. Not yet.

[Sadly, there's nothing going on with that alone time he's teasing her about. But still, she's blushing and is close to telling him to shut up. Which means she kinda wishes it was like that between them.]

But you can sleep wherever you like, Newton. I'm not gonna twist your arm.