Noah only realizes his eyes have closed when he opens them to laugh at Freddie's comment. It's as soft as a yawn, and he winds his arms a little tighter around Freddie's shoulders, eyes lowering but not quite closing. "They aren't assholes," he chides, laughter still in his voice. "I don't think Magnus' party tricks are meant to hurt anyone."

Even if they do, sometimes.

"You still came," Noah says, smiling to himself.