Noah When Flora’s soft skin touched against his rough, calloused hand, it felt like Hotaru. It sparked a heat of familiarity that made the corner of Noah’s mouth twitch. Without speaking, he measured the bracelet. A few more lengths and it could be long enough to him to wear, but now it was the perfect size for someone with the same stature as Flora or Cordelia. ”Each life is a gift from Vi, each taken care of and tended well by Mort in the afterlife.” Noah said, almost flatly, as if he were still trying to believe it himself. Then, Peter arrived and stepped in. The Sentinel’s eyes moved to him briefly and he offered the same sort of greeting. ”Nice to meet you too, Flora. Tell your mom I said “hi” when you see her.” He offered her a smile, and Peter a nod, before he turned his attention back down to his bracelet and let the two handle their business. FIN I was the knight in shining armour in your movie |
