Well, at least like this Betty now is fully aware of just how clueless Ruth can be. To be fair, there was never any official talk so it never even crossed her mind to assume that what they were doing —spending time together, going out for meals and movies and long strolls through the park— was dating. But a good part of it was just her nearly complete lack of attention and awareness of social cues.

Right now she feels a little silly, a little guilty too, but mostly she feels like she's wasted so long pining for Betty when after all there was no pining necessary to begin with. It was mutual all along, and God, Betty even thought they were dating? Probably. Ruth doesn't even dare to ask, for fear she'll just want to shove her head into a hole for being completely blind.

"Shut up. I'm a genius, i'm never wrong." Said with an arched brow and pursed lips, head tipping as if that makes her look any taller than she is. (It doesn't.) A soft chuckle breaks free when Betty holds her, her own arms wrapping around her middle and pulling her closer, chin tucked over her shoulder. "I did! Of course I did. Like I'd say no to that?"

She pulls away just enough that she can look at Betty's face again, hands still on her sides. Her smile turns a little more apologetic. "Sorry it took me so long."