NOAH
I wait and tell myself "life ain't chess,"
Noah nodded some and smiled. "Yeah." They were good partners, and Noah was thankful for them. "Perhaps your Dygra will bless you with one one day." He consoled, looking from his companions to the ancient.
Noah wasn't sure how he felt about that. His own blood? It made his throat tighten some to think about it. He had no logical reason to be averse to such a thing, having given animals as sacrifices to the old gods before, but there was some sort of emotional aversion to giving his own blood to a goddess he didn't follow. Safrin had said she wasn't an enemy, but there was something in the very nature of wanting someone's blood that gave Noah a sense of unease.
"Thanks for showing me this." Noah finally said, taking in a breath that somehow indicated there was little left for the Sentinel to say.
But no one comes in and yes, you're alone...
