the devil you know is better than the ghost you don't
The hunter gave a nod in regard to how their lands would experience better Longnights than they had in the past. While the Halovians had not dealt with the monsters of the Hollowed Grounds, they had dealt with extreme cold, and the small invasions of hungry Whitebrimers. The hunter helped Wessex clean up around the empty, cracked house, until her laughter made him pause and look up at her.
His own grin broke across his face and he laughed, too. "Even three years ago I would have laughed that person right out of the bar." Because in Halo, that's where crazy news was spread. While Noah hadn't meant by what he said that he was adjusting to the larger world changes about them, he let his mind go there as Wessex did. He wasn't close enough to reveal to the demigoddess that he was adjusting to life with a broken heart and an empty house once more.
"What was this place, before?" He asked, going back to gathering splintered and shatter wood.
so I sit and the scan the frequencies, watch the falling snow
Noah Olson
