Noah shivered when Krem's hand covered his, as if Krem was the cold one. But it was more than that. He felt too much, it was too much affection. Time didn't mean anything to him, but he found himself thinking that if he could, he'd like to stay in that moment.

"I'll come every night," he said, and his voice felt squeezed, hard to speak. "It's...sometimes I'm not here. But I'll try, so I can keep you company."