NOAH
While Noah did not understand the transition and devastation of moving worlds -- especially without choice -- he did understand devastation in it's general form. As Sah sunk down into the snow, Noah knelt next to him. He placed the clothes given to them next to the man. His features were soft and gentle at this point, the distance he had held the man at emotionally closed. "I'm sorry." He said, reaching out for Sah's shoulder. Should the man let him, he would offer a reassuring squeeze.
"You could try to convene with one of our gods here. They could offer you some insight, if they have it..." He trailed off for a second. He was sure that the gods could give him some comfort, but part of him wondered if they might tell him, rather, to embrace the life he had been given now. "Lean on that thankfulness. If you're alive now, in this world, there must be a reason why. You just have to find it."
will you hold the line
when every one of them has given up and given in
when every one of them has given up and given in
