"Showing off, I guess," Octavia rasped, and dragged the bench behind the frame - or, well, behind him. One of the best features of the frame was that it didn't really have a front and a back, apart from how the person standing in it was positioned, after all.

She stepped up on it, and gave a pleased little hum. "Got this one right, too." It gave her just enough of a boost in height to be closer to being hip-level to hip-level with him. As became obvious when she leaned against his back, sliding her arms around him, her chin resting against the top of his shoulder without having to strain upwards. "I'm as tall as you."