Noah laughs at the look Freddie gives him, head falling back a moment, a soft oof in the middle when he gets jabbed at. He tries and fails to stop smiling and grabs Freddie's foot to keep it still.

"Holy Grail, yeah. But no, not everyone dies. A lot of people do, though. I guess it's sort of like a post apocalyptic show. Oh man, what kind of post apocalypse would you want to live in?" he asks. "Natural disaster, rabid animals, or...zombies?"