[SE] the portals of the night

Noah

Don't the best of them bleed it out?
While the rest of them peter out

Noah had been making for the gates of the Citadel when the voice found him, light and certain, cutting through the early-morning hush. The words hooked to Sentinel, and before Noah could continue toward the tundra and its wide, white silence, he found himself falling into step beside the willowy demigod as they moved through the frosted streets.

The greenhouse rose ahead of them, its domed glass catching the dawn like a held breath. Noah felt the subtle shift in the air, warmth and life pressing softly against the cold. The attuned considered the question, gaze turning towards the plants as they pressed through the entrance. Flowers named for the heavens, reaching upward even in Halo’s harshness? They seemed fitting in his mind. He hadn't considered them before (mostly because he didn't know they existed), so they weren't on his list he had given to Marcus. "Do they reach for the sky, trying to grow toward her light? That’s probably right up her alley." His gaze slid back to the Raeling. "Marcus and a few others went out to search for moonshrooms."

Truth or consequence, say it aloud
Use that evidence, race it around