Kinda being bossy there, Rachel. [but there's this incredibly fond smile on his face as he looks up at her, as he hears that sound of her voice, so very firm, so very her. he has missed her and her bossy ways. and then he laughs at what she says.] Maybe in another ten years, it'll finally get through. [or maybe he will always be someone that can't think about himself like that.
noah hasn't smiled that lopsided smile in-- since before everything happened, and the way she ducks her head almost shyly, that wordless smile has his chest aching helplessly at the sight. he leans forward a bit on the bed, slides a hand out against her arm from where he is lying. he is helplessly affected by all things rachel banks.] I do. It helps make this place seem less... [he bites down on his lip a bit worriedly, looking at her face, the way she ducks her head almost shyly.] Are you okay?