It's hard for Alcide not to think about yesterday when he looks at Buffy. That could be because it's still so fresh on his mind as well as entirely out of character for the both of them. Or it could be for other reasons that he's not letting himself get too involved in just yet. They just met. Alcide does have a habit of falling hard and fast for someone. But this right here is ridiculous even on that front.

Maybe Alcide shouldn't have brought it up again. But he's not the kind of guy to sweep things under the rug. He'd rather confront it and be done with it instead of letting it linger in the air between them without being acknowledged so that they can move forward.

He nods at her in agreement. "Yeah, I get what you mean."

Alcide gestures to the foot of her bed and waits for her to say it's okay for him to have a seat before doing so. She's at the head of her bed. He's at the foot. There's plenty of space between them. "So why don't we become less strangers and more... the opposite of that. Tell me somethin' about yourself."