Noah nodded along with Shiloh's assessment.  Reality was certainly different. He was on his own for the first time in his life, a little later of a start than others his age that at least lived in dorms with schoolmates, or moved out when they were freshly eighteen.  He'd been given a choice between being on his own and staying with the other few trainees that hadn't been shipped off to other cities or rural areas with enough of a population to need a Hero assignment. He'd chosen the former. After years of being in a dorm with the other trainees, he was a little eager to get his own space. Of course, he never accounted for the fact that he was a social person by nature, and the long hours alone were more stressful than his time spent shadowing Champion. It was an adventure, at least.<br/><br/>He didn't enjoy hearing Shy address himself as a 'normie'. Even though they hadn't really gotten the chance to show each other what they could do before Noah was shipped off to the Program, Noah didn't think Shiloh was so unimpressive to be labeled a C-class. Not that he found anything wrong with being a C-class, but he supposed he was just overly defensive towards his friend. He was a firm B-class, though if it wasn't for his metabolism limitations and his obvious weakness of only being able to properly channel his powers with his hands, Champion swore he could have been an A-class.  Frankly, Noah was glad to be a B-class. A  classes tended to get even more watches on them and had little choice in their futures, and S classes were tightly controlled.  Noah had never even seen an S-class in the city's headquarters, or even when the trainees had been taken to the biggest HQ for a 'field trip' tour.<br/><br/>Noah blinked up from his latest bite bulging out his cheek. He hastily swallowed, grimacing at the too-large bite he had to chase down with a sip of coffee before he could talk. "Heck no! I mean...If you want to." He grinned, a touch of self-consciousness not generally native to Noah's expression creeping to his lips. "I'd like to hang out and stuff again. I missed you, Shy. I feel like an a- uh, a jerk for not being able to at least<i>email. </i>My training is assigned here for 'the foreseeable' future,  but there's a good chance I'll be assigned to the city anyway in the end. So looks like I'll be here to stay." His smile returned.<br/><br/>"My schedule is a little more predictable than a full-fledged Hero, so I have down-time now." He assured, fishing out his phone from his pocket to unlock it with a swipe. "Here, plug your number in and I can text it to you?" He offered it with a hopeful edge to his voice.