Damn, he'd noticed. It made her feel weirdly bad, as if she'd been offensive on purpose. He was probably a perfectly nice guy and she was just being paranoid. If he was different, the way she was different, she should disregard the smell and stop acting like a twat. Generally, she was pretty content to just be, and that didn't include jumping to conclusions.

"Hey." She stepped through a sudden hole in the crowd to approach him, holding up the hand not occupied with the beer in a careful greeting. "I'm sorry about that. When I, uh....yeah. My mother always told me if I made faces, it would freeze that way permanently. I was, like, seven when she said it, but it's one of the few things I remember about her."