This town will never change, People come and go, it's all the same
The storm isn't over yet, not even close judging by the state of it, but that only means they must find better shelter before it gets any worse. Henry tries to focus on that ideal, and on Eira. He offers a half-smile at Noah's lighter mood, feeling tentatively... better. Things may be hard and the path ahead unclear, but at least there are people like Noah, like Aisha, to remind him there is a future here no matter what they've lost.
"Well, we'd better get going then," he says of Eira's threat, watching as Noah tucks her into his jacket and collects the fruit of their hunt. Henry is good to lead the way. In spite of the way this place is war-torn and barren, he knows it well. In fact, this is the state he knows it best. What a depressingly dark reality.
Noah's invitation holding true catches him off-guard and he looks over with a stunned expression. So his mistake hadn't ruined things then. He nods once. "Of course," he says, adding sharply, "and I won't disappoint you a second time."
fin!
"Well, we'd better get going then," he says of Eira's threat, watching as Noah tucks her into his jacket and collects the fruit of their hunt. Henry is good to lead the way. In spite of the way this place is war-torn and barren, he knows it well. In fact, this is the state he knows it best. What a depressingly dark reality.
Noah's invitation holding true catches him off-guard and he looks over with a stunned expression. So his mistake hadn't ruined things then. He nods once. "Of course," he says, adding sharply, "and I won't disappoint you a second time."
fin!
HENRY
