Maybe it was a sign that she really settling in that she didn’t blink an eye at the fact that she’d found someone she knew, that she didn’t mind joking with. About fucking time. Not that she didn’t have friends here, but it was starting to feel less like the place she was and more like the home. “I think I’d take the roomie assumption over schizophrenia.”
There was a teenager in the compound that had that, if she remembered right, and it didn’t seem like a walk in the park. Even if Noah had just been joking, it got her thinking on it briefly.
“If I start doing that I’ll beg someone to come room with me,” she commented with a short laugh. “Pretty damn sure that would be the first sign of insanity in this place.”
Laughing at the image that Noah conjured up, Bea pushed a stray hair behind her ear. She should really be getting back to finishing her own run. “You should try that, might be just the fucking thing we need,” Bea shot back returning his smile. “Same here. I’ll see you around.” She made a gesture with her hand that could have been considered a wave and whistled for Ada, waiting long enough for the puppy to come trotting back before she broke into a jog in the opposite direction.