"Far easier said than done, my friend." She replied with a sigh, fingers now fiddling with the ribbon holding her side parted braid in place. She decided, as they walked, to experiment to see if her assumptions were correct or if she was off the mark entirely. If Noiz did not speak, neither did she, and the longer the silence lingered the less heated and distracted she seemed to be. And if he did talk, well, her face could not get any hotter than it already was.

Regardless, once they were within a few yards of the library she tried to move past him, still avoiding direct eye contact and trying to ignore how tightly his uniform seemed to fit. "Thank you for the escort, Noiz."