Caleb doesn't look away, because he doesn't care. He smiles politely, getting over his initial embarrassment at getting caught in a semi-almost-compromising position of potential make-outs. Even if it was extremely doubtful anything was about to happen.
"It's nice to meet you, Mira. Don't worry, we weren't doing anything. Gabe had something stuck in his eye," Caleb says easily, lying for Gabe's sake. He doesn't know what Gabe's told her about himself, if anything, and Caleb doesn't want to be the one to out him.
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Date: 2015-09-11 12:37 am (UTC)"It's nice to meet you, Mira. Don't worry, we weren't doing anything. Gabe had something stuck in his eye," Caleb says easily, lying for Gabe's sake. He doesn't know what Gabe's told her about himself, if anything, and Caleb doesn't want to be the one to out him.