I am not a scholar and I don't believe in fate
Even Noah's stoic, glacial features could not keep the curious curve of his brow or the winkle in his forehead at bay. "If it's not your favorite, why were you seeking it out?" He wondered if the stranger had come to try and kill the spirit, and there was something within Noah's breast that told him if that was the case he needed to try and protect it.
"Noah." He gave his name easily, and normally would have extended his hand out to greet the stranger, but given the distance between them it would not make sense to do so, and Noah wasn't comfortable with closing that distance just yet. "Curiosity, not desire." Noah clarified, the discomfort he felt at the man's question easy to see in the setting of his jaw.
"Noah." He gave his name easily, and normally would have extended his hand out to greet the stranger, but given the distance between them it would not make sense to do so, and Noah wasn't comfortable with closing that distance just yet. "Curiosity, not desire." Noah clarified, the discomfort he felt at the man's question easy to see in the setting of his jaw.
NOAH
