Vienna just smiled innocently when Noah gave her a look. Age in her mind was just a number, and anyway now with half the population dead or infected she kind of thought people couldn’t be choosy about these things anymore. Plus, if you liked someone you liked them, so why should age matter? If other people chose to judge them, that was their problem. But Vienna had no problem with the age gap; if she did she wouldn’t have made a joke about it.
Learning how to shoot a rifle would be a new experience. She was mostly self-taught with her pistols, so maybe this would help her with her accuracy with them as well. Either way, it meant more time with Noah, which was something she would not pass up.
So this was how he wanted to play this? She tilted her head to the side and cast her eyes up towards the ceiling as if pondering something. “It would be quite a show,” she mused, a smirk playing at the corners of her mouth. “What, you don’t like an audience?” She stopped herself from making any kind of comment about having her all to himself. That felt too much like something a girlfriend might as her boyfriend – and that wasn’t what they were. So she kept that particular thought to herself as she continued to move towards him, the idea of taking pictures forgotten for the moment in favor of other activities.
Even though she knew it had to be coming, that Noah would grab her sooner or later, a small noise of surprise still escaped her as he pulled her too him. “Good choice,” she whispered as she reached up to twine her arms around his neck, pressing her body against his.