Rachel smiled, a confused smile because it was weird, her taking care of someone else. And she'd done it so easily. How weird was that? She buried her face in the side of his arm, because she wasn't sure what else to do.

Zoe came back from ordering her food and finishing her conversation with Peter. She sighed, annoyed that she couldn't do more, but hoping that it was enough. Cai escaped out of the booth before she could sit down so he could get something too, returning a few moments later with another wooden number. "I really like these," he commented. "I might have to try and make them. After exams."

"After exams," chimed Zoe and Rachel, in practised unison.