Noah shifts his body to fit even better, resting his arms over Freddie's legs except when he's raising one to drink from his glass. It's warm and cozy and just what Noah likes.

"That's what they're trying to figure out," he says, absently stroking his thumb through the hair along Freddie's leg, and up and down the bone. "It's not captivity, though, because it's all animals. So like, one of the funniest ones were these rabbits, jumping out and attacking people. It was just like in that movie, the old British one, uh." He pauses and laughs. "You should know it, right?"