He looked between Billy and Ronnae and both of their crimson faces. Was...this one of those moments he was supposed to wander off to leave them to their privacy? He'd given a talking to already by Ronnae about appropriate times to be around...but he couldn't quite tell. Well, he would just guess. Based on the books in that first row of the bookshelf? Yep, that seemed fair. Even meant yes, odd meant no.

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8- oh, eight. Well then! He walked over to the bookshelf and took out his most favorite volume before backtracking to the window.

"Wellll....it looks like it's one of those times so just let me know when things are decent."