Noah smiled broadly as Deimos came in for the hug. He returned the gesture with his own squeeze and slap across the Warden's back. He was so pleased to see the Sword that he could hardly contain it. "I did well enough." He said, still remembering his conversation with Vi. "I'm glad your honeymoon was good. I'll have to see Evie soon. I need to return to the Grounds enough to finish packing up some stuff and help Cordelia bring the twins home. She's expecting me in a few hours."
He sidestepped slightly, turning his body just so to be able to look out to the training grounds around them. "I wouldn't mind a spar, if you have time?" It had been too long since he and Deimos had gone toe to toe to help each other strengthen and sharpen like iron.
Noah
The path of self is wrought with fatal lies
