Ben isn't the only one in that position; Ruby just has an advantage of having all her... assets tucked away between layers of lace. She's also sitting with her knees pulled up, keeping herself small. Not that it's hard to feel small in the face of the wall of muscle that is her childhood crush.

"You figured it out. If anyone could have, it was always going to be you." They're closer than they were but they still don't touch -Ben's choice- so Ruby deliberately brushes her fingers over his when she takes the joint, taking a deep pull and letting the smoke fill her lungs.