I mean, I was talking about kissing me, but it's actually even worse if you go back further than the last ten minutes. "Not that bad," huh?

[He's dubious. His expression is dubious! He levels a Look at her, one that isn't exactly harsh or unkind, but one of his weary, mild, sarcastic faces she's probably very used to by now.

. . . The truth is, hearing that is a relief, for the first time that he can remember. Not that bad. It sounds stupid as hell. But what if it's true?

What if it's actually just not that bad?]