Both Sides of the Coin

every time i think i've finally made it, i learn i'm farther away than i have ever been before

After working for hours on end trying to collect and identify bodies of the fallen guard, move people to the Kraai, and organize hunters and any other willing soul to stand in under Morgan's guidance, Noah was exhausted. He had stopped at the Kraai to see if he could be of any more help, but eventually was sent home to get some rest. Noah, in all honesty, was not sure if he had a home to go back to. He was not sure what the damage would be to the Olson house or to their belongings. He almost did not want to know, but a few of the old healer women would not take no for an answer and one even threatened to march him home herself. He would not let her, of course, and finally left the bar.

He had not seen Delphine leave the Kraai before him, so that was another thing he was unsure of. He had told her to help as much as she could. He knew she would be obedient, in hi gut, because so far since she had been with him she had not argued against anything he told her to do. While he was not going around his house giving her orders up and down, there were some things that he commanded--like she was not allowed to hurt herself, to starve herself, to get high, etc. All of what he told her to do was for her own good. She may have also been commanded to head back to the house and rest like he had been, and he knew that if she had she would follow it. Well, at least, he hoped.

He hoped they had a home to return to. As he rounded the corner on which he lived, Noah let his eyes move up and down his house. It was still standing, but the door frame and a window were greatly damaged. Damnit, he thought, grinding his teeth. He knew there would be no fire inside. "Delphine?" He called as he stepped through the dark doorway, his eyes adjusting to the inside. "Are you here?'

NOAH