Atton grabbed the lemonade from the fridge. Might as well pour one for both of them.

"...We're working on it," he said, eventually, mid-pour, hoping futilly that it'd be muffled. "You know. With Dane. Since we're sort of some kind of dating or whatever."

Yes, he knew she'd been hinting about it for weeks. No, that didn't make it easier to bring it up.