Bill Nye explains the sense of smell next, and then the states of matter, and the light from the skylights gets dimmer while the ceiling lights get brighter, and the space heater kicks back on, and Cassie's head starts to rest on Blaze's more heavily.

It takes her a moment to realise what's happening, but when she does, Blaze holds herself very carefully still so as not to disturb Cassie. (She's still very focused on Bill Nye, but she's a little focused on this as well.)

Cassie sleeps through all of friction and half of the water cycle before her head tips forward and she jerks upright.  "Hah- mrrgh.  Nrrf?"  She blinks at Blaze for a moment.

Blaze blinks back. "I- um, are you- okay?"

"Yeah- yeah, I just- weird dream.  Uh."  She rubs her eyes and blinks at the screen instead.  " 'Time's it?"

She stares at the clock, trying to remember what little she knew about how to read numbers.

Cassie solves this problem by leaning forward and tugging the computer a little closer.  "Nearly eight, huh.  You hungry?"

She thinks about that. "I- I could eat?" she admits quietly, like she's worried that's the wrong answer.

"Yeah, me too."  She stretches and cricks her neck.  "Long's you don't mind pausing Bill for a bit.  Leftovers, toast, something else?"

She shrugs a little. "I- whatever's easiest is fine?

"Right.  Let's go with leftovers, then, get some use out of that microwave."

"I can- do that?" she offers.

"Sure- pick out what you'd like.  You know where the plates are, right?"  She closes the laptop a bit reluctantly and sets it on the end of the couch.

"Yeah," she confirms, getting to her feet. (And if she's a little reluctant to pull away, it's hard to tell.) "What would you like, ma'am?"

"Oh- uh, you don't- I can-"  she's found the rubik's cube again and starts clicking it back and forth without looking.  "Um- if you're toasting anything and there's room, you could put a couple of extra samosas in?  But you don't need to, I can get dinner on my own."

"It's fine," Blaze assures her, and goes and sets about reheating them food. It takes a little bit of working out, but she eventually returns with food for both of them.

Cassie scoots most of the way to her chair before deciding to just let Blaze do this, and perches on the edge of the couch spinning the rubik's cube on its keychain until she comes back over.

"Thank you- um, I appreciate it."

She smiles shyly at her. "You're welcome."

She seems a little... settled? Somehow, for having done this.

Cassie sticks the rubik's cube back in her pocket and accepts a plate of food.  "We can keep watching over dinner if you want?"

She pauses for a moment looking down. "If you don't mind?"

"Nah, not at all, I do stuff with one hand an' eat with the other all the time."  She starts setting the computer up on the table.

Blaze smiles a little, and curls back onto the couch.

Bill Nye continues explaining condensation!

Hugging while eating is unfortunately much harder than watching TV while eating, but Cassie could sit close enough that their knees are touching?  How does Blaze feel about this?

Positively if the way she shuffles close enough to facilitate it is anything to go by.

Oh good.

Leftover Indian food and the water cycle can continue apace, then.