I think everyone was just shocked that I went along with it.

[comfortably leaning back, his thumb idly worrying at her shoulder]

Didn't stop you from sneaking over at night though ... like when that one psychiatrist said we needed to be separated? [he's quiet for a moment as he remembers: more nights spent sitting on the roof outside his bedroom window, despite the danger of being caught and being grounded even longer. He'd gotten up the nerve to kiss her a few times before she got tired of waiting on him. Those hours had flown by all too quickly]

Was all a bit terribly romantic, looking back on it, don't you think?