[se] Hell will always come before you grow

Take my hand
And know that every second is forever

The Hollowed Grounds had been made Noah’s business by someone with far more authority than Danta; thus, the demigod wasn’t going to let himself get too worked up with the Maverick’s words. Which was hard, because the two of them were like oil and water. Like sandpaper against glass. Danta’s eyebrows raised and Noah pushed his breath out of his nostrils with exasperated force. ”I have no desire to sit on your council, but I also don’t want to see your region go to ruin.” Noah had worked too hard the last seasons for that.

Pressing his back against his chair and running his hands down his thighs, letting the texture of his pants ground him in a way, Noah sighed again. ”If you don’t care about the betterment of this place, or for the greater good of your people, then I won’t seek out your assistance for future projects. I’ll send you a letter when they’re done.”

Don't Pretend
That I would ever be the one who loses faith

Noah Olson