Noah lets himself tuck into Al's side and take his friends' offered comfort. He knows he should get going, that he has to find Krem, but maybe it's okay to take a little while to get his thoughts together since he's only just now existing.

"They aren't friends with each other, they never were," he says, a dull, gloomy tone to his voice. he rests his cheek on Al's shoulder. "Ronan-- my friend. He's hard to get along with. Things have happened, and he's...angry. He doesn't make other friends." Even though that isn't necessarily true. Ronan had accused him of leaving them behind, but Ronan had other friends too.

"But that's no excuse to fight," he adds. He moves his face from Al's shoulder to look at him, venting. "Especially when I told him I care about Cremisius. If your best friend told you they were dating someone you didn't like, would you go beat them up?"