[Sadie feels her heart skip a beat, and she gazes shyly up at Lars, kind of surprised by his candidness with his feelings. He'd probably been sitting on things for a long time before she showed up, so maybe he'd worked something out with himself—or maybe something about this horrible place made them sort of discard their own pretenses about things.

Sadie knew she had, personally.]

It'll—definitely be nice...

I don't think I could ever really get sick of being around you, Lars. Even when I'm not around you, I'm...usually thinking about you in some capacity, anyway...

[Wow, that was embarrassing. Sadie's apparently determined to one up Lars in self humiliation.]