After they had all given their initial thoughts about what was happening with their world, Noah had to sit in silence for a moment. Eira pressed into Cordelia's side, resting her beak on the woman's thigh. "I have to go back to Stormbreak before the end of Longnight. To meet with more members of the Order." He leaned back in his chair, unsure of where to go or what to say next. "We can decide on what to do next after that and after we meet Sah. That is wise, Deimos."
All Noah wanted was their world to stabilize and for them to all be in Halo once more, together and helping the people they love thrived.
Protecting them from the reach of the Voice. "I want to also meet with the Queen of Torchline, eventually. I want to know where she stands in the wake of this war." It was something that Noah had not verbalized before now, but the political workings of his mind had not stopped. This land belonged to Safrin, Noah knew that much, just as their land should belong to Frey.
Noah Olson cold in the violence after the war hope is a fire to keep us warm |
