Noah had not wanted to argue.He simply wanted to know information, to be able to made decisions about how to confront it later. But here it was, the confrontation of it in his lap. He wanted to tell her she was wrong, that pain and suffering did not heal pain and suffering. It might mask it, it might distract from it, but it did not heal it. His jaw clenched again despite her massaging of it. "Why is that the way you choose to remember?" He asked. Noah remembered all of his history--where he had been, what he had been through, the shit he waded through and the grief he felt, all without scar leading the way back to the memories. While Noah did, in fact, host many scars along his body, none of them had been given by choice.
"At least you've forgiven him." Noah wasn't sure if there was anything to forgive the raven of in his own heart, but he would surely be having a conversation with him about the nature of the relationship between himself and Delphine. Korbin deserved that, as his friend. "You're right. He is not a monster." He knew the woman had harbored monsters in her own home, had been a prisoner to them. Korbin was nothing like the men that Delphine had described to him. "He is grieving. But I think he is willing to move towards healing. I've seen the progress." Korbin had taken some steps forward--the raven in the aviary a few weeks ago was not the raven who was currently tending to the fires. While Noah knew the pain would not go away so quickly, it was still good to see him moving forward.
