"Oh I can imagine." She laughed at the thought of the language Hesper used to describe his obsessively tidy nature. Considering some of the things they had done, and some of the things Hesper had pulled on the two of them, the language would have been nothing, and would probably amuse her as much as the other things his twin did tended to. "It doesn't dissuade you, but I swear sometimes I see you twitch when it's at its worst." Which was funny considering she did actually tend to be tidier around him than she would otherwise be.
Belle used the time she was making up the guest room to try and get her own head around what was going on, but it was still odd no matter how much she tried to think it through. She had only just managed it when she heard the sound of breaking glass though and she stopped. There was no screaming, not that she could even imagine Nox screaming, and no cursing, even softly, so it probably wasn't anything major. Nevertheless, she had to look, and so Belle walked back towards the kitchen area to find Nox trying to clean up wine and the top of the bottle snapped off. A surprised laugh came from her, her hand going to her mouth to stifle it. "Are you ok? You didn't get yourself with the glass?" Guess teen Nox didn't understand bottles of wine like the one now sitting there.