It's a surprising level of consideration for her feelings, surprising enough that Janet looks at Susan, caught off-guard, and then down to where their fingers are laced together. Back up to Susan's face, a second or two later. "Well... thanks." Ugh. Maybe she and those asshole men never worked out because they were too similar. "For the heads up, I mean. I think I want to be... more than just a pursuit. You pursued. I pursued back. We're done pursuing, right? You got me."