Noe
Noe stepped away from Soh, searching beneath a bush for any hint of crimson or gold. Finding none, she hurried back to the Luminary's side. At the woman's words, though, Noe snorted. "Us? Friends?" She scoffed. "Yeah, that's likely."
But it was getting harder and harder to pretend to dislike Sohalia. Because the truth was, Noe owed her everything. And she was nice, even if she was a little too serious. It would be easy to be her friend, but that was the problem. It had been easy to be Vox's friend, too, and look where that had gotten her.
But it was getting harder and harder to pretend to dislike Sohalia. Because the truth was, Noe owed her everything. And she was nice, even if she was a little too serious. It would be easy to be her friend, but that was the problem. It had been easy to be Vox's friend, too, and look where that had gotten her.
