This town will never change, People come and go, it's all the same
"Exploring, adventure... it doesn't seem so important anymore," Henry admits, those vivid motivations and desires for the unknown suddenly feeling so far away and foggy. Grayed out by matters of the present. "It feels naive and selfish now. I should have stayed here during LongNight. Helped. Kept my family safe."
Deep down, he has a strong sense of duty toward his home. Whether it was engrained in him by the teachings of his father doesn't matter. It's a part of him now, like salt in the sea, and because of Noah's wisdom he can see that there is nothing else for him to do but carry on his family name.
"There's nothing out there waiting for me," he says, perhaps more to himself than Noah, "everything I needed was always right here all along. A home, a family, a purpose. And I took it for granted," he lifts a hard blue stare up to the hunter beside him, but it shakes with emotion as it settles on his rugged features, "I won't make that mistake again."
He sighs heavily, letting go, and gets to his feet. "Come on, let's get out of the rain," he reaches to grab the neck of the turkey he killed, straightening and waiting for Noah's ready. "I don't think Eira likes it." He glances up to where she's hidden in the tree.
Deep down, he has a strong sense of duty toward his home. Whether it was engrained in him by the teachings of his father doesn't matter. It's a part of him now, like salt in the sea, and because of Noah's wisdom he can see that there is nothing else for him to do but carry on his family name.
"There's nothing out there waiting for me," he says, perhaps more to himself than Noah, "everything I needed was always right here all along. A home, a family, a purpose. And I took it for granted," he lifts a hard blue stare up to the hunter beside him, but it shakes with emotion as it settles on his rugged features, "I won't make that mistake again."
He sighs heavily, letting go, and gets to his feet. "Come on, let's get out of the rain," he reaches to grab the neck of the turkey he killed, straightening and waiting for Noah's ready. "I don't think Eira likes it." He glances up to where she's hidden in the tree.
HENRY
