Noah Czerny

Noah hates to cry. As much as he wanted to be as human as possible, before the spell, after the spell, at this moment he wishes he wasn't. If only he could turn his emotions off, the way he can physical pain. But he can't, and he thinks, for a moment, that he should just disappear, but he doesn't. His shoulders shake and he turns his face into Ronan's neck, gasping from trying to hold in his tears.

"I l-left," he says, voice wavering.