Noah
if there's a reason I'm still alive
when so many have died
when so many have died
Noah had thought of Ronin often—more now, with the void rising and rising and rising—especially after having visited Starfall on the most recent rose-planting endeavor. There were things they needed to say, warnings to trade, strategies to align. Ronin was here on his own, looking to strengthen and train.
But more than that, Noah wanted to look him in the eye and say I’m sorry. Not for the war, but for Seren. For the silence she left behind. He didn’t know if words could touch that kind of loss, but he knew what it was to lose someone irreplaceable.
For now, though, Noah would aid him in his quest and bolster his own abilities. ”What do you have to do with it? I came here looking for a training spar, so I’m willing to help. Especially with tasks from Vi.” He offered the Knight a bright smile, eyes wrinkling some in the corners. He took a step back, offering the Knight the room to explain the task at hand and begin their spar.
But more than that, Noah wanted to look him in the eye and say I’m sorry. Not for the war, but for Seren. For the silence she left behind. He didn’t know if words could touch that kind of loss, but he knew what it was to lose someone irreplaceable.
For now, though, Noah would aid him in his quest and bolster his own abilities. ”What do you have to do with it? I came here looking for a training spar, so I’m willing to help. Especially with tasks from Vi.” He offered the Knight a bright smile, eyes wrinkling some in the corners. He took a step back, offering the Knight the room to explain the task at hand and begin their spar.
then I'm willing to
wait for it
wait for it
