My eyes have come undone
Delphine moved in after setting up their room, and his jaw feathered some. He still needed to speak with her about private matters, mostly concerning the raven. He turned to her fully, reaching out to brush his hand along her shoulder. He would never sacrifice his affection for her because of his anger -- he had said it himself, relationships needed work and they still needed to grow in knowledge of one another. There were things about Delphine he still didn't know, but he had chosen here nonetheless. Her companion--who Noah had not yet met, but had seen briefly in his home as he came in and out--followed her. He spoke to both Delphine and Tala, "We need to make sure we have a dedicated medical station set up. We aren't sure what this Longnight will hold, and it will be good to have an established place the people know they can go to if they need healing." Since he had not yet seen Loren, he tasked the women with it. Delphine, at least, he knew was a magical healer. Her skills would be useful.
Wessex came in, briefly, and all Noah could offer for her was a nod: "Of course," Of all his knowledge and interaction with the Wraith, he still was not sure if she could be fully trusted. He knew she was good for her word, he had watched that, but her motives were unknown to him, and therefore a barrier was necessary.
Let it be the only one
