"What, over my genitals?" he asks, still smirking as he glances down at himself.

When he glances back up again, Noah's still grinning and everything feels a little lighter. He nods over at the sofa as he takes another sip of his wine. "You wanna stay a bit?" he asks after a quick swallow. "Not doing much at the moment, but... I dunno. We could watch TV or something."

Not that Freddie has any idea what they'd watch. He's never been much of a telly person to begin with, but it's either that or sit around staring awkwardly at each other.