"No, you were already freaking out by then." More efficient that way, Katchoo supposed, get the freakout taken care of beforehand, and completely bypass wondering if it might be for real this time. She scooted back against the wall and brought her knees up so she could slump forward and rest her head against them. "You wanted to know if I'd hate you for it. I don't. I never will, but god, Francie, how long are we going to keep doing this?"