Cress: F-for being rude...although-I could make a mechanized trident-that'd be really cool actually...
Owen can see the mental gears of Cress's brain working, coming up with ideas
Cress: Oh! S-sorry...um-I...I was going to ask...can I...stay with you...?
Cress: Really?
Cress: Well...ok...
She sighs
Cress: Then I should probably tell you the truth about me...let's-let's go inside...
She follows him inside
