"Am I..?" She looked back at Will and saw the uncertainty there, immediately regretting her joke. She crossed back towards him and kissed him softly. "Will...god, no. I'm not serious. I don't care about your age." She flushed, but kept looking at him as long as she could, determined to reassure him. "If anything it makes me feel more secure about everything." She smiled a little. "Have you met most twenty five year old boys? No thanks."