She closed her eyes when he touched her. It just felt like the sort of thing he might have wanted privacy for. His hands felt weird, though oddly not bad. It wasn't exactly comfortable, but if it was anyone else, it might have been terrible. When he pulled back finally, she peeked open her eyes and smiled. "I know," she responded. "But so are you." It was a queer thing to say and she immediately regretted it. It was out there, though, and she couldn't take it back even if she wanted to. Her walls were down-- all of them, and Alfie was seeing her other, less rebellious-without-a-cause side whether she wanted him to or not.
"Should I go back now, or..." She let her voice trail off, not really sure what the other option was. Mostly, she wanted to know if he was satisfied with the way she was going to look some day, and not just with her newly acquired breasts. Now that he knew about her ability though, they could sneak into movies so much easier. And maybe she could work out a way to practice making someone else look older, so Alfie could join in on her fun. She wondered if it was possible. It was something that was on her mind a lot, and now that she could talk about it, it might be easier to figure out.
"I have to tell you something else, too. But I think you already know." If Carter was telling the truth, and Laney wasn't sure why he'd lie about something like that, then Alfie knew about the kiss. But Laney wanted him to hear her side of the story.