the devil you know is better than the ghost you don't
Noah had expected moving the pillars to be much harder than it was. It was difficult, that was for sure, but the difficulty did not rise to his initial expectation. With the unknown woman's help, the pair was able to get the beam set in exactly where it needed to be. As the hunter stepped away, he could feel the stretch in his shoulder muscles and a small ache in his core. After all of the construction he had been a part of, he would sleep hard. He doubted even Delphine would be able to wake him once he laid his head down for the night. Before he moved on to his next task, on the heels of some other Halovian townsfolk, he nodded towards the woman who had helped him move the pillar. "Noah Olson." If Beatrix were to give her own name, Noah would be sure to commit it to memory.
With his name given, Noah turned to follow the others. He nodded in response to Chulane and watched the man fly up. Wait, fly? Noah smiled and chuckled some. So, he was not the only one who had been given a new shift these last few weeks. He would ask the man about that later, surely. The others set to work on the floor and the walls. Noah set himself to help with the flooring. Like Hester, he knew it was a job he could do well with his attention to detail, but also with his little need to interact with others.
so I sit and the scan the frequencies, watch the falling snow
Noah Olson
