The answer is so easy and so fast, that it's like instinct.
Maybe deeper than that, than breathing, or triviality of both questions.

{ Somewhere in the middle? }

Maybe it's something about this little town's little rustic festival that's put an even more than typical sentimental touch to her thoughts, but it's there, too. Under the words. Something wholly else. Too. Logan's always been the one so blatantly far over that dividing line in between them for years, and it never stops being a bone-deep relief that she gets to meet him there. Somewhere in the middle. Where the lines don't exist anymore.