Gideon gives Darcy an awkward thumbs up. "Works for me. If you want to swap, tell me and we'll swap. I'm used to sleeping on floors."

She rubs the back of her neck as Darcy goes to leave. Shit... she feels like she should at least try salvage part of this. After all, it's not like Gideon's traumatized or anything. Cute girls threatening to kill her is just life at this point.

"We should uh... still do that arcade thing sometime." She suggests since that seems safe enough. "Or like... work out together. ... it would be a waste if the two coolest girls here didn't show up places together to be intimidating."