[ Gansey lets him lean away, not trying to enforce eye contact again. He keeps his arms around Noah, though. That, at least, seems to be helping a little.

His tone turns a little wry. ]

Yes, I suppose there's that. I never thought matchmaking was a specialty of mine.

I want them to be happy. I just didn't see this coming. [ A pause, while he considers his friend. Noah had always known more than seemed probable. ] You did, though, didn't you? You probably have for a while.