Noah probably should have gone home to rest for a while. The thought, however, did not cross his mind for one minute. He had things to do, people to see, animals to hunt, grounds to scout...he had no time for rest. He could rest when his work was done. For now, he stood beside Korbin and listened to Morgan's instructions. He surveyed the damage that, the once-Captain now-Warden, had sat near and spoken that night of the attack. This would be a hefty job for the crew gathered. Noah let his eyes wander over them again. Neron, the once-Warden, he knew to be Ascended. What kind of strength did that give him for their favor? A woman Noah did not know, save for seeing her face in the Academy from the week passed. Korbin, able and strong but still not entirely himself. Morgan, strong and determined. Himself, willing.
"I will aid the stoneworker." While typically he might have chosen to work with Korbin, the boy he knew and trusted, of those gathered Noah looked the most able-bodied. He was taller, broader, hardier than the others (save for Korbin, who grew an inch taller than him). He smiled some towards the man he knew more by face than by name, reputation more than conversation. He watched for a moment as the raven set to work, and then he moved over to the mason to await instruction. When it was given, Noah hoisted tools into his strong arms and followed the man.
Noah will help the mason.
