Sam wondered whether this was 'Fate'.
Unthinkingly, he had admitted there was someone he was interested in and now, the little bunny was waiting eagerly for his answer. With that look, he knew that she never considered that she was the one. If he was to tell her, he was sure that she would bolt away faster than lightning.
So he made a decision that the best way to get to her heart was to woo her slowly yet hint that she was the one.
Would she get it? Would he succeed?
Right now, all that Sam could see was that she had no feelings for him. After all, she could ask that question while looking like she was really interested to know - rather than being fearful or apprehensive of his answer.
Sam sighed inwardly. Looks like he had a lot of work to do.
"Well, you do, right?" Betty pressed on when Sam didn't answer.
She studied his face, and it seemed like he was having difficulty in answering so she leaned forward and whispered, "You can tell me, I won't tell anyone."
