You've Got A Problem

the devil you know is better than the ghost you don't

Even though the two men sat here talking, sharing with each other, Noah wished that they had the ability--like Loren--to use their attuned bond even in human form. Then, Noah would be able to feel all of Korbin's truth, all of his feelings and the way that they shifted and changed like the tide on the ocean he had visited once before. Noah stood to move towards the kettle once more, and fixed himself his own cup of tea. Being up in the middle of the night was starting to set the exhaustion back in his bones, but he wanted to stay up and talk with the raven--whatever he needed. He knew Delphine would be laying in their bed, drifting in and out of light sleep, unable to let herself fall into a dream cycle without him there with her. With the herbs still steeping, he moved back over to his chair beside Korbin's cot.

The hunter couldn't help but laugh. "Yeah, you have been." His chuckle was a light, throaty one, but it made the familiar wrinkles form in the corners of his eyes. "I've never not known you to do things lightly. You've always given one hundred percent of yourself or none at all. I don't think that's a flaw. Erebor was quite the same." He smiled at the raven, lifting his still-hot mug of tea to take a small sip of it. He was used to hot beverages, and the temperature didn't bother him much.

"I think," He swallowed the tea, leaning forward a little on his chair towards Korbin, "That you just have to start with one good thing a day. One step in a healthy direction. Stopping this excessive drinking, that's one step. A damn good step. I also think you need to do some investigating about what makes you feel good -- you're going to have to figure out who you are, Korbin." Noah meant, who he was without his family. It was a hard pill to swallow, and it would take effort, but Noah truly believed that one day Korbin would be okay again.

so I sit and the scan the frequencies, watch the falling snow

Noah Olson