The hundred dollar question, and while Noah had not let himself really think about it, when Gansey points the angry words at him... well.
"Yeah." Noah says quietly, a heavy finality to the one word. He doesn't expect what they have, whatever that is, will last past this hurdle. The secret was a big one, too big maybe. He had never thought it would last, that it was always just a moment before leaving. Can you lose something you were too afraid to hold on to in the first place?
He doesn't know if he should leave Gansey to his thoughts and newly realized mortality or if that would be abandonment, if he should stay and wait to be dismissed. Noah always ends up choosing inaction over action, though. So he stays where he is.
" ... I'm sorry, Gansey."
For the dying. For being the one to give him the news. For waiting so long to do it.
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"Yeah." Noah says quietly, a heavy finality to the one word. He doesn't expect what they have, whatever that is, will last past this hurdle. The secret was a big one, too big maybe. He had never thought it would last, that it was always just a moment before leaving. Can you lose something you were too afraid to hold on to in the first place?
He doesn't know if he should leave Gansey to his thoughts and newly realized mortality or if that would be abandonment, if he should stay and wait to be dismissed. Noah always ends up choosing inaction over action, though. So he stays where he is.
" ... I'm sorry, Gansey."
For the dying. For being the one to give him the news. For waiting so long to do it.