Tesha watched him turn and walk away, shaking her head with a bit of a smirk. She hadn't missed how red he'd gotten. Poor, poor Kenneth, he was really struggling with this, wasn't he? Sighing, she looked out into the darkening forest, pondering what to do now. What did you do when you'd kissed your best friend and told him you loved him?
After a few minutes she turned and followed him to the campfire he had created, finding somewhere to sit near the flames, drawing her knees up to her chest, wrapping her arms around her legs, and resting her chin on her knees with a sigh.