"It's okay," Noah says. He doesn't blame her for wondering, but he's reluctant to say too much, simply out of respect to Cremisius. It's his life, too, and Noah's not sure what he'd want talked about or not. "It's not bad, like. No one did anything bad. We just wanted different things, I guess.

It sounds like such a tv show explanation, but he doesn't know what else to say.

"It's been almost two weeks, so I'm...dealing with it."