"I saw you sneak in here earlier...and had to return a book to the library before I came to join you!" she liiiiiied, plopping down next to him. She was obviously not going to admit she had debated joining him for like waaaaay too long before coming inside. "What are you playing?" she asked, getting comfortable immediately. Her eyes trailed down to his leg and the makeshift lift he had made. "Mate, what the heck happened to your leg?!" she asked worriedly. "Did you hurt yourself? Dancing?" Which if he had, she would SNORT so loudly. What a Noah play. WHAT A NOAH THING TO DO.

Everything was fine. This was fine. Nothing was on fire. HER HEART WASN'T ON FIRE. THIS WAS PERFECTLY OK, FINE, AND NOT WEIRD.

NOPE.