He's hyper aware of her gaze, though he can't be sure if she's watching him or just the movie, and so he tries not to squirm. He's trying to keep tabs on her movements since he can't see her without turning around completely, but even this companionable silence is nice. He finishes his pizza and remembers his soda, popping the tab and drinking it intermittently. Her voice hadn't been expected, but it pricks his ears pleasantly and he lays his head back against the cushion so he can meet her eyes. He has to bite into his lip, warmth taking up his gaze at how downright cozy she looks. "It's pretty cool." Is it his favorite, though? "I guess it would make top... 6."