Re: Evans & Peel: Marta F & Noah N
It took effort to focus on Noah. Not just to focus her eyes, but also her attention. The effort meant that she didn't have to focus on anything else, and her gaze shifted from being distracted and still a little sad, to instead being maybe a little too intense on him. Too intense, at least, for anyone that was sober. Thankfully (?) neither of them were.
She'd seen worse than some hickeys and fluffy hair, and that wasn't really what she lingered on. It was the way he looked when he talked about Holly. It was easy to just sit there an stare and listen. It was almost like watching a movie about a guy that wasn't quite sure what to do about who he was interested in. All she had to do was respond every so often. Like when Noah sprawled out in his chair, spreading wide. Marta actually laughed a little, a quiet throaty chuckle, at his so-high levels of chill. "Looks good," she smiled, the amusement still in her voice.