Emilie knew. She knew she was crossing a line that even she normally would have thought twice about. Part of her felt guilty, though it was admittedly a very small part.

That was, at least, until she heard Quinn's voice from a lot closer by than she had ever expected.

She wrenched herself from Alex, immediately pushing him back to her arm's length and stepping backward for good measure. What had she even been doing?

"Hey," Emilie greeted Quinn cautiously, her eyes wide as she mentally braced herself.