NOAH
For a man going through such transition and grief, he seemed to be trusting Noah at his word. He thought that was probably best, rather than letting himself spiral down into an existential crisis. While the hunter knew this probably would not be the last of Sah's emotions towards this, at least for now he seemed ready to move on and get settled into his new world. "I can show you some houses that are currently unoccupied. Shelter, clothes, and food. We can get you some food on the way." Noah stood and gestured towards the clothes he had gotten for Sah. "Take those with."
The hunter turned then and moved through Snowcloak with ease. He stopped at a few booths and shops here and there and loaded Sah's arms with more things--a basket of fresh baked rolls, a few pounds of cured and dried meats, and a jug of fermented tea that would do him well. Noah sent for some firewood to be taken to the house they would eventually land in.
Finally, they arrived at the house. It was small and modest, but had been empty for quite some time. Noah entered through the door, and was welcomed with warmth. A fire had already been started in the hearth by the pair of teenage boys that Noah had set out to deliver firewood. Turning to Sah, he nodded. "You can call this yours now, if you like."
will you hold the line
when every one of them has given up and given in
when every one of them has given up and given in
