Noah Olson We all want something to hold in the night We don't care if it hurts or we're holding too tight
"I have to agree. If Frey has been helpful to you, combined with their investment in Halo, it makes clear sense." Noah straightened his posture some. "You said before that Safin gave this task to us,"--Noah guess that meant humanity, her followers or those devout of the old gods--"so I do not think it too far off for her to believe that it can be pulled off without her." He was making assumptions here, but from the reputation he knew of the goddess, it made sense to him. Or, at the very least, he wanted it to make sense to him. It very well could be that the goddess had given this task knowing the people would need to rely on her and call on her for help. Noah pushed aside the opposing thoughts for the moment. "Is there anything else you'd like to discuss?" He lifted his brow at Finn curiously, shifting his weight again. From his position on the arm of the chair, the backs of his legs had started to feel numb, but the hunter had not been aware of it until this moment when he adjusted his body. |
