"Pretty sure the kettle noticed," Noah confirmed, because there had to be something more than that there, but she'd never force anybody to talk about shit. So she just shrugged, and moved to a window to pull the curtain back just enough to have a look at the sky's color. Yeah, she wouldn't stick around long if she didn't wanna be late, and she turned back to John and glanced up at the ceiling. "He still asleep?"