Hank snorted and rolled her eyes, not answering at first. After about a minute, however, she sighed and shrugged. "Maybe...a little. I mean...I notice guys and shit? But I got better shit to do with my time. And fighting...releases a lot of tension, so I'm not dying to get laid or shit."

She paused, sitting up again and crossing her legs underneath her. "After Mom died...I just felt kinda lonely all the time. With Joe...I don't feel it so hard."