Chase looked down ashamed when she finished speaking. Her body and face showed everything she wanted it to. Happiness, a nice flushed pink now and then, but.. her mind was spinning. Boy she wanted to kiss him again.. but, but how could she? He would hate her, probably push her away and yell at her, apparate out, and never see her again unless he had to. A kiss.. that's all it was, a kiss, she let the fake smile spread back onto her face, and she looked around, wanting something to be in her hands besides the jacket, which she suddenly realized she just had.
"Oh.. I still have your jacket!" She said giggling and she held it out for him. "Here ya go, thanks so much, I really need to change my shirt." She said smiling at him. Her shirt, still torn to pieces, now hung oddly wrinkled on her back, her scar covered in places, but others it showed clearly, an odd puckered scar. She looked away again, and bit her lip, what else was there to say? And suddenly he said the one thing that just sounded.. perfect in that situation. He commented on the weather.
Chase felt a snort escape her before she could hold it back, and she was suddenly taken over by a fit of giggles. She bent over, unable to continue walking, her giggles so intense she had to take a few deep gulps, and quite a few hiccups later before she could speak again. "It is Hawaii." She giggled and then was overcome with giggles again. Wiping her eyes with her index finger she looked up at him. "I'm sorry! It was just so awkward!" She said laughing again, this time her loud, over the top laugh. "We just kissed and all, and then you commented on the weather.." She fell into a burst of giggles again. "Shouldn't the weather comment come before the kiss?" She asked her hand over her mouth, as though that would stop the giggles from escaping.