Her worry about him didn't completely dissipate even as she let it go; Gwen was worried someone used the grams as a chance to tease or bother him, and if she found out, she'd track them down for some justice. So many people just seemed to not get how great Calvin was.

But she said she wouldn't ask. "Right, he thinks I'm gorgeous," she joked, with a roll of her eyes. "Especially when my hair is a rat's nest from the wind and my nose makes me look like Rudolph. But thank you for the compliment." She gave him a warm smile before she grew serious again. "No, it's just...you don't think it's a joke, do you? Like...someone is making fun of me? If I go say yes or whatever, and he just laughs..." She shifted uncomfortably. "He's never looked twice at me before."