the things that I don't know

Noah

if there's a reason I'm still alive
when so many have died

The man seemed as contained within his own head as Noah was. As he scrambled to pick up the papers that fumbled from his hands and pockets, Noah stepped to the side of the hallway. "I should really have been paying more attention." He shrugged a little, in a gesture that took the blame away from each of them. After all, accidents were accidents. Even an onlooker would be laughing at them, at this point. "Uh, actually, I am looking for Cian's office. Do you know where that is?"

The hunter paused in the hallway, turning briefly and gesturing two different ways with his hands, hoping for instructions from the stranger. "My name's Noah, by the way. Figure you should know that since I almost flattened you."

then I'm willing to
wait for it