Confusion flickered across Noble's face again, although he tried to suppress it. "Okay," he said, because that was the sort of sentence one said okay too, and because — otherwise he did not trust himself to say anything without revealing that he'd been sort of lonely, lately. And before he could think to stop himself, "Where —"

Noble visibly cut himself off; he shook his head. If Ford didn't want to tell him he had a right. Merlin knew they were all living on top of each other all the time. "Sorry, never mind. Okay."

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