The sun's coming up
Yes Noah's eyes widened at the question. Do you know who wields such a weapon? He felt his heart skip a beat -- as if he didn't want to know the answer. He had already wondered if Wessex, a woman whom Noah had treated with kindness as long as he had known her, was his other assailant. As the Voice's demigoddess, it would make sense. Morgan was bringing in her Voice allies.
Deimos gave him reason to comfort him, but Noah still felt the weight of all of what happened on his shoulders. There's--we--ugh-- Noah's mind was a jumbled mess, and it was easily felt across the bond. His words did not string together correctly, and the lump in his throat made everything difficult despite not even attempting to speak aloud. Korbin lowered himself on his shoulder, pressing in to the hunter's neck.
I've failed them, Deimos. My people. The people he sacrificed his entire life for. Everything he had ever had he had given up in service of them.
But the steel around your heart is starting to rust
