Hearing that desperate note in Levi's voice makes Cecil's chest tighten with regret. He slips his hand around the other boy's and squeezes it gently, looking over his shoulder at him before he starts again. "I didn't mean...It's not that I don't want to go with you," he says quietly, pulling in a small breath and smiling unexpectedly. The expression is warm and excited and nervous and overwhelmed in equal measure as he gives his head a little shake. "It's just a lot to get my mind around. But...I always suspected you'd take me on an adventure."

He moves to kiss Levi's cheek. "Of course, I'll go with you to tryouts. I'm so proud of you, Levi. You deserve this. And...I can always look at culinary schools while we're there too. Even if we don't run into Harry Potter."