NOAH
Noah frowned as she came over to him. He put his arms out to help steady her, to keep her from falling into any other magma puddles. For now, it seemed, they were safe from any onslaught of vampire gourds. Perhaps they had done enough to make the creatures flee momentarily. "It doesn't look good." Noah agreed, looking the burn wound over. His own arm throbbed, but it was a dull enough pain that Noah was able to push it aside. Superficial, truly. Not like what she endured.
"I can carry you back to Halo, so you don't have to worry about walking." Noah lifted glacier eyes to watch her reaction. He knew many hunters to be proud, and to refuse help, and though the Warden could say with confidence her father would accept his hand, he was not sure she would.
Life isn't always what you think it'd be
Turn your head for one second and the tables turn
Turn your head for one second and the tables turn
