[Noah manages a little nod up at Clamor after he's done reading through that, looking... relieved, perhaps, is the word. A little less on-edge if anything. It's not that he feels like he's being pushed into anything, or at least, he doesn't think that's the case? But, honestly, when has Noah ever had the level of self-awareness to pick himself apart like that?]
yeah i know
[That Clamor trusts him. He knows, he tells himself he knows, but Goddess forbid that this stops and that he's left alone again andβ
Okay, okay, reel in the emotions. It's fine, just a misunderstanding, a small moment of worry over nothing. This whole school is getting to him, clearly. Obviously the school is to blame and not the issues he's had his entire life haha.]
ur not pushy. i just dont want to involve people if i can to be fair i cant do much either i dont have my magic back and i dont have a weapon but thats not ur fault to be honest id rather have u as a person. i can just use a kitchen knife. i said id help un-sickle u one day anyway
[And he meant it, and still means it, no matter how many times Clamor is going to attempt to deflect that.
They get out of here. They get revenge on the Order, for both of them and Harque and anyone else the Order has wronged. And maybe along the way, they discover how to restore Clamor to a state where he's alive like he is now. Those are the goals, and to be frank, Noah doesn't intend to change them any time soon.
All that aside, Noah kind of forgot his tea existed. He looks at it, looks at the fresh pot, and kind of just... guns back what he currently has, gross cold leaf water, so that he can actually drink a fresh cup of thrice-boiled tea.]
thanks for making tea tho how long have u been up anyway???
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yeah i know
[That Clamor trusts him. He knows, he tells himself he knows, but Goddess forbid that this stops and that he's left alone again andβ
Okay, okay, reel in the emotions. It's fine, just a misunderstanding, a small moment of worry over nothing. This whole school is getting to him, clearly. Obviously the school is to blame and not the issues he's had his entire life haha.]
ur not pushy. i just dont want to involve people if i can
to be fair i cant do much either
i dont have my magic back and i dont have a weapon but thats not ur fault
to be honest id rather have u as a person. i can just use a kitchen knife. i said id help un-sickle u one day anyway
[And he meant it, and still means it, no matter how many times Clamor is going to attempt to deflect that.
They get out of here. They get revenge on the Order, for both of them and Harque and anyone else the Order has wronged. And maybe along the way, they discover how to restore Clamor to a state where he's alive like he is now. Those are the goals, and to be frank, Noah doesn't intend to change them any time soon.
All that aside, Noah kind of forgot his tea existed. He looks at it, looks at the fresh pot, and kind of just... guns back what he currently has, gross cold leaf water, so that he can actually drink a fresh cup of thrice-boiled tea.]
thanks for making tea tho
how long have u been up anyway???
[The worry never ends.]