She thinks for a moment, and then gives a slow nod.

Cassie entallens her chair, slips out of it as it rises, and leans back against the seat, opening her arms.

She's hesitant, but she still moves closer, into the space between Cassie's arms.

Cassie wraps her arms around Blaze and pats her gently on the shoulder. 

"Hey," she murmurs,  "you've got time.  You've got time."

She leans into the hug, hestiantly wrapping her arms around Cassie in turn.

Such hug. 

After a few minutes, Cassie tries to stealthily shift her weight while still hugging.

Blaze draws back a little. "Oh- I. You need to-"

"Nah, you're good, I just, um.  I'm more tired than I thought I was."

"Oh- I. Yes. You should-" (Blaze knows how exhausting dealing with people can be, and that's without doing...whatever it was Cassie had the meeting for.)

"We could move this hug to the couch?"

"I- if you- don't have to- don't want to go...elsewhere?"

"Nope, got nowhere to be an' the bandsaw'll keep.  Couch it is?"  She pushes back up into the chair and offers Blaze her arm like a fancy gentleman escorting a lady in to dinner.

-Blaze is startled into an almost-laugh, and she hesitantly hooks her arm through Cassie's.

"We're off to see the sofa..."  Cassie leads Blaze the few steps to the couch and then lets go of her arm to shift into it.

Yeah, more giggling, and Blaze sits down fairly near to Cassie - close enough that the hug could resume.

And resume it shall.  Cassie wraps an arm around Blaze's shoulders and pulls her in, a little less tentatively this time but still gentle enough she could break out if she wanted to.

She leans into Cassie, not-quite-snuggling into her side, resting her head on her shoulder with only a little hesitance.

Cassie leans her own head on Blaze's and brings her other arm up around her.

After a couple of moments, Blaze shifts a little, eyes darting back towards the laptop.

Cassie tenses a bit and starts to let go, but then relaxes.  "Wanna keep going with Bill Nye?"  She attempts to reach the laptop without moving enough that Blaze would have to stop leaning on her, but her arms aren't quite long enough.

"Yes please?" Blaze says, and shifts to accomodate reaching for the laptop.

Then Cassie can retrieve the laptop from the far end of the couch and rest it on her knees, and they can settle in to learn about air pressure.

Blaze very quickly goes back to being enthralled, almost-relaxed against Cassie's side.

Cassie admittedly isn't quite as enthralled, but she has a mini rubik's cube in her pocket that she can juuuust about get out without moving her other arm, and that can take up the rest of her energy.

If Blaze notices the movement, she doesn't show it.