"It's okay, I won't tell anyone," Noah whispered, still teasing. They both knew there was no one here who would care about princess-like behavior.

He liked that she kept hold of his hand, and he didn't let go, either. He still had an instinctive worry that he was too cold for someone to touch him more than a little while, he was still getting used to the fact that his skin could be warm, now.

"So it's really okay if I stay? I didn't know you were friends with Peter and Jason," he said, glancing around.