An answer like that, despite the uncertainty in the proposal of it, was one Lucy liked to hear, and that was apparent, especially after he'd placed his hand on her knee. "Well," she began, the syllable drawn out, only somewhat exaggerated, "could we be dating, you think, without traditional dates? I think I'd be okay with that, if you are." She'd never been the conventional dating type anyway, at least not after Daniel. With Jude, she'd skipped that step entirely, gone straight to sharing a bed, and after Max left and she'd been working two jobs with protests in between, there hadn't been time for luxuries like going out to dinner, or whatever it was people did while dating.