Noah had humour but sometimes stuff just didn't click as funny. He knew Lo was trying to be funny and probably to most people he was...Noah had no idea what was wrong with him and he was beginning to worry he was more like their mother than he let Eli know.
"How can you...how do you just know that?" He asked with wide eyes. He Lo lead him around like a puppy and then looked at the handful of bras that the other just handed him. "Yea I know how to work one." He griped as he walked into the changing room. Of course he knew how to undo one, but one where the straps were detachable or needed adjusting he just wasn't sure what he was doing but a couple he put on without much effort and was mildly shocked at how much bigger they looked.
"Lo...um..." He peeked out the door and opened it enough for Lo to see. "They look huge now." He said as he ran a hand through his hair, chewing on his lip.