An eyebrow twitches slightly at her remark, as she doesn't elaborate on what exactly she's glad to hear. It doesn't make much of a difference to him, because at least she's smiling again.

But he eyes her, his brow still a bit furrowed.

"Yeah. Just you, honey. Look, I wasn't lying when I told you I hadn't slept with anybody since we met. ...Okay, actually, y'know what, now that I really think about it -- and now that I ain't in the middle of undressing you when you're asking me this, so I can actually think clearly -- I'm pretty sure I was still messing around with Clem, but now I distinctly remember after our, uh, horseback riding lesson-- well, y'know, that was it. I swear."