He was shifting about under the covers, as if he felt uncomfortable, and what she could see of his face was starting to get redder.  She’d seen this before, yet she was unsure exactly what it meant, since it had been precipitated by unconnected events.  It had happened twice when he was naming things in the picture dictionary; both times had been when he was near the central points of the stallion and mare.  It happened again when she asked him where the restroom was, and a final time when she asked him to touch her cutie mark.