Overall, this just could've been handled a lot better on both ends. But it doesn't really matter that Betty could've mentioned it before, it doesn't matter that Ruth could've paid more attention to the signs, and read them for what they were. What matters is that they got there now, and it's better than never getting there at all.

The thought of years going by and only finding out that she could've had this when Betty's already moved on and is with someone else, happy, having built a life with that person... it's almost too much to bear.

Which is why the next words surprise her. Maybe in a good way, a small part not so much. Would she have waited that long, really? She's probably just exaggerating, Ruth figures. Not that that matters, either. Ruth could stand to not ruin things before they even start anyway, and this time, when Betty leans in to kiss her, she returns it gladly, a hand moving up to cup Betty's face, letting out a chuckle when their noses bump together a little, and she tips her head just enough to fix that.

"Ten times might've been a little much, no?" She's a little breathless when she breaks the kiss, for no reason other than sheer excitement and happiness, her words a warm hum against Betty's lips. Her eyes flicker up for a moment, then she adds with a hint of apprehension. "I... have a confession to make."