[Noah isn't intentionally huddling in a dark corner. It's just that.
He's got a very reasonable thing about corpses.
And he's trying not to be sick.
There's thankfully nothing in his stomach to retch back up, not that his stomach doesn't try, it's like back when they found his Mustang, all dry heaving and nothing coming out. Everything feels weak and fuzzy at the edges. He didn't even bother to get a good look at who he was with before everything focused on the corpse and he had to run to the corner in case something DID come back up. He does recognize the voice though.]
Scenario 2
He's got a very reasonable thing about corpses.
And he's trying not to be sick.
There's thankfully nothing in his stomach to retch back up, not that his stomach doesn't try, it's like back when they found his Mustang, all dry heaving and nothing coming out. Everything feels weak and fuzzy at the edges. He didn't even bother to get a good look at who he was with before everything focused on the corpse and he had to run to the corner in case something DID come back up. He does recognize the voice though.]
Gansey...? T-they can't mean...