"You still want to...sleep with me?" Noah asks with a soft, nervous laugh, ducking his face to hide his smile. He was so happy Freddie wanted to be friends, but if Freddie still wants to be intimate that must mean he trusts Noah. He hasn't messed up everything, after all.

He goes back to rubbing Freddie's foot, but pauses. "Wait, you don't have friends? Because you don't want them, or like...?" He shakes his head, unable to figure out why Freddie wouldn't have any beyond just refusing to have any.