Noah stuck closer to her than he had intended to as he led her back to the cactus. He kept his spear angled and ready, eyes moving across the sands like they did across the tundra. "Frey has been helpful to me and my home. It was your endorsement of Frey, actually, that sent me to seek them in the first place." He said, the theme of his vague answers continuing. He wasn't sure where she was at with the cactus poison running through her veins to know if he was himself, or her brother. Despite that, he pressed on. "No, I think they're gone now." Noah reassured her as he gestured for her to come follow him, turning and heading back towards where he had come originally.
Noah
hope is a fire to keep us warm
