Noah felt the ripple of her curiosity through the bond the way one might feel the shift of wind across open tundra, unmistakable. Her question lingered between them, thoughtful and searching, and he took a moment before answering, his gaze resting steadily on the large dark form before him.
What I mean, is that Safrin didn’t give you something foreign. The fire cracked softly behind him, a steady rhythm against the quiet of the lodge. He shifted his weight slightly, leaning his hip back against the edge of the table as he considered how to explain it, glacier eyes thoughtful. For a man who spent most of his life tracking beasts across snow and ice, speaking about the deeper workings of souls and gods was still something he approached with careful respect.
She revealed something that was already yours. His gaze moved again over Lyra’s powerful frame—the broad chest built for endurance, the thick coat meant to withstand bitter cold and unforgiving water, the way it seemed to live naturally in the shape of her. A faint smile softened his features.
He felt he knew Lyra a little better after seeing what Safrin had revealed in her.
What I mean, is that Safrin didn’t give you something foreign. The fire cracked softly behind him, a steady rhythm against the quiet of the lodge. He shifted his weight slightly, leaning his hip back against the edge of the table as he considered how to explain it, glacier eyes thoughtful. For a man who spent most of his life tracking beasts across snow and ice, speaking about the deeper workings of souls and gods was still something he approached with careful respect.
She revealed something that was already yours. His gaze moved again over Lyra’s powerful frame—the broad chest built for endurance, the thick coat meant to withstand bitter cold and unforgiving water, the way it seemed to live naturally in the shape of her. A faint smile softened his features.
He felt he knew Lyra a little better after seeing what Safrin had revealed in her.
the sentinel of the north
