As soon as Maya walked away, Jace spoke up.

“She really is the best,” he mused.

“Yes,” Shayla said curtly.

He was afraid to ask, but felt he should anyway.

“Do you think we are a good fit together.” She paused, looking away deep in thought.

“I don’t know. I feel like you’re a walking beige flag. Dye those banners green an the we will talk.”

From her, that was probably the best answer she could and would give him.