"I didn't really give you an opportunity to understand my presence was more than just a predator of the frost." Noah gave a small chuckle, lifting a hand to run it through his hair. "Are you on a task now?" He asked, cocking his head slightly. He did not want to interrupt her if she was busy in the throws of something Mort had called her to, but stumbling upon her in this way was something he couldn't not take advantage of. To Noah's knowledge, she was the only other like him -- called by one of the Big Three.








