Noah snapped back into the moment and smiled, like he hadn't been slipping at all. "Hi-- sorry." He looked confused, and then slowly relaxed, curling his fingers around Krem's and letting his hand drop from his face.

"I can't actually decide when I'll be somewhere, a lot of the time," he said sadly. "I've been trying, though. And I'm trying not to be...weird." He heard all of them in the back of his mind;

You're been creepy.

Stop being creepy.

Noah, that's creepy.

"I won't come every night. I scared you, I'm sorry. I promise I'm not haunting you." He lifted his other hand to the back of his head a moment, then let that drop too.