This town will never change, People come and go, it's all the same
Henry's eyes lift up to meet Noah's, though it's a shaky hold. Tears form in his eyes and he doesn't bother trying to hide them, but he does tilt his head away to watch the rain. Eira's adorable shenanigans aren't enough to rein him in this time, unfortunately, though he does vacantly notice her.
He knows running wouldn't solve anything, but it seems that nothing ever really would. Not truly. "Why does the right thing always have to be the hardest?" The pain of this question wracks each word as he airs them. His shoulders slump and he leans heavier against the tree.
"I already lost everything else," he snorts contemptuously, "to Longnight, to the Sparkbird, because I left - it doesn't really matter," the words are a bitter whisper on his tongue. "My family is gone, Noah, and I'll never get them back, not even if I begged for their lives," he's barely able to hold back his seething frustration and hurt, but he's trying. "It's too late."
He turns his shimmering, sad eyes towards Noah. "What am I supposed to do now?"
He knows running wouldn't solve anything, but it seems that nothing ever really would. Not truly. "Why does the right thing always have to be the hardest?" The pain of this question wracks each word as he airs them. His shoulders slump and he leans heavier against the tree.
"I already lost everything else," he snorts contemptuously, "to Longnight, to the Sparkbird, because I left - it doesn't really matter," the words are a bitter whisper on his tongue. "My family is gone, Noah, and I'll never get them back, not even if I begged for their lives," he's barely able to hold back his seething frustration and hurt, but he's trying. "It's too late."
He turns his shimmering, sad eyes towards Noah. "What am I supposed to do now?"
HENRY
