[Noah remains standing where he was before, hands braced on the doorway, eyes unblinking as he looks at Ronan sadly.]
I don't think it works that way.
[He repeats the words from before quietly, though he wishes it did. That just wanting was enough to remain present. Right now it's much easier to not be Noah, to just be a vague entity of annoyance and anger, throwing things around and slamming doors.
He tries to not do it in the house and only return when he's too tired to feel much at all.]
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I don't think it works that way.
[He repeats the words from before quietly, though he wishes it did. That just wanting was enough to remain present. Right now it's much easier to not be Noah, to just be a vague entity of annoyance and anger, throwing things around and slamming doors.
He tries to not do it in the house and only return when he's too tired to feel much at all.]