Garrick sat silently and chewed on that simple answer for a moment. It was simple in theory, yes. But how did they make that work? He was at a total loss at the moment. There was so much jumbled up in his head that he simply lay his head on the table and continued looking at her face.

"I'm sorry if this all confuses you. I am not feeling quite like myself lately." Hence his mild avoidance of Lotus. "It's hard to have me." Like... he hadn't come to watch the quidditch match with the rest of them because of people. Ahem. Yeah, people. Or person; singular. And it hurt him because it took time from not only Lotus, but Benjy as well. And well... Benjy was his best friend.

"Care to clearly define what wanting me means exactly?" That might help him get his train of thought back in line. Or make it worse, who knew.