Tara's brows shot up in surprise, and she pulled in a breath. After the night in the hospital, it'd just never come up again - if that's even what he was talking about, and she hesitated for just a second as she found the right words. "You know I'm pretty much always on board as long as you haven't just been stabbed." She exhaled in a huffed sort of laugh that was clearly her trying not to assume. She's always been as transparent as a window; if one of them ever was the one who could hide their feelings and keep things under wraps, it was him.

Her eyes searched his face, because she didn't realise that he actually had it with him - she just thought they were discussing it again now that she'd actually come clean and he wasn't heavily dosed with morphine. "I know that we're sort of... finding our stable point, but... but I think it's a good thing," she said with a nod, telling him that yeah - she'd still say yes, and it hadn't changed since she'd started being honest with him.