[When he catches onto her meaning, she lets out a small sigh of relief. Her mug of coffee is set down and she turns to face him properly with her knees tucked under herself.]

You aren't rushing me at all.

[In fact, she feels... Safe. Secure, perhaps? Whatever the correct word is, Amelia, for the first time since she's started to really know Gale, has gained more certainty than before when it comes to what she wants with him.

Some of her hair is brushed behind her ear as she continues to say her piece.]

I did worry about those things before— regarding work relations and such. And it was less about conflict of interests and more about anyone finding out and judging me for my... Conduct. Even if what happened at the beginning between us was private, I still...

[Loathe as she was to say it, it's clear she was looking out for herself in a selfish sort of way.]

... But more importantly.

[Suddenly, but steadily, Amelia shifts forward to be closer to Gale and so that her hand can tenderly cup his face.]

I wasn't in love with you yet.