There it is, that face again, the one with the wrinkled nose. Luke grins up at him, thoroughly enjoying watching the struggle. Not for any sadistic reason, but simply because he finds the display pretty adorable.

He nudges Cash playfully. "You know something, knowing how you really felt makes it seem a lot more romantic. In retrospect, at least."

Their walk has taken them to the lift and Luke gives it instructions as they step inside. As the door closes and they appear to be alone, Luke's voice takes on a slightly sheepish tone, though he still feels oddly confident, as if he could tell anyone just about anything at the moment.

"And sometimes... sometimes when you play it cool or pretend not to care it just seems like you're not all that interested in me." He quickly catches himself and shrugs. "Well, I know better now of course, but it's still nice to know the truth."

It's strange. Normally he'd be nervous about bringing up such a subject, but right now he feels completely relaxed. He hasn't even stopped smiling.