“Yeeeeees?” Cam asked, looking at Kipp sideways. Wasn’t that obvious? Why would he bring it up now? “Wait. Did I speak out loud?” She didn’t think she had been thinking about plants, she had been thinking about ice cream. “Nope,” she decided. Was he trying to strike up a conversation awkwardly? “What do you you like?”
"Me?" His eyes got big every answer to that question disappearing from his head like ice in a hot pot. "Uhhh...." His face screwed up several different ways as he tried to come up with anything at all. "I like....." Things?! Why do I not know what I like? Anything say anything! He cleared his throat hoping it would give an excuse why he wasn't answering. "Puffins?" Do I like puffins? What even are they, some kind of bird? Don't ask why. Please don't ask why. He turned his burning face away from her, hoping to hide the fact that he was having a minor meltdown.
"What about you?"