The space that Noah had opened up between them to gesture towards his mountains of papers did not last long. Like a dam breaking he felt everything she let loose -- and it nearly caught his breath in his throat. "Oh, Cordelia." He said her name again, more gently and with every vibration filled with love. Carefully he pulled her back to him, opening his chest to her. His arms wrapped once more around her, embodying his title as the Sentinel as he breathed out into her copper hair.
From his own mind, understanding and solidarity flew to her. Flashes and memories of Weaver and Korbin filled his heart, for the love he felt for them matched the love the huntress had given her cousin. "This world is still so harsh. I'm sorry you have to feel its wrath." He kissed her again before briefly separating them.
The demigod stepped behind her just enough to close the door securely. Then he set his hand out on her shoulder before running it down the length of her arm, finally gently intertwining his fingers between hers. ”These burdens we do not have to bear on our own.”
