Noah's heart skipped a beat as a messenger entered the office. He didn't take his eyes off the letter even as Deimos read it, and then handed it to him. He reached for it, glacier eyes drinking in every word with rapid fervor. Ronin was fine. He was safe. Noah's hitched breath released. "Okay." He set the parchment on the warden's desk.
Noah nodded along at the plans Deimos had already created, his own thoughts slowing down with the comfort of order and process before him. "I can help with whatever is needed." He said aloud, although with the pulse of loyalty and strength across the attuned bond it wasn't entirely needed. "The Academy can also be fortified to hold people if needed. We've done it before, during Longnight after Eirachi and cannibals attacked the Citadel." Recalling that torment from all those years ago was miniscule as Noah looked ahead to whatever this threat was.
"So, Safrin. Injured, weak." Noah let out another breath, leaning back some into the leather in an attempt to ground himself. "I asked Vi if the threat looming, whatever Safrin went to fight, as going to be as big as the Voice. He said he didn't know. but if Safrin couldn't stand against it on her own, then we are going to need everyone we can. I sent letters to the leaders with what Vi told me, but I haven't had any response. I hope we get--" he said, as if he were still a part of Halo's counsil "--more response from your letters." He shifted some in his chair, forehead etching with the lines of his thinking. "If you need me to go meet with anyone, I can. Traveling is faster and safer for me than anyone else."
Noah nodded along at the plans Deimos had already created, his own thoughts slowing down with the comfort of order and process before him. "I can help with whatever is needed." He said aloud, although with the pulse of loyalty and strength across the attuned bond it wasn't entirely needed. "The Academy can also be fortified to hold people if needed. We've done it before, during Longnight after Eirachi and cannibals attacked the Citadel." Recalling that torment from all those years ago was miniscule as Noah looked ahead to whatever this threat was.
"So, Safrin. Injured, weak." Noah let out another breath, leaning back some into the leather in an attempt to ground himself. "I asked Vi if the threat looming, whatever Safrin went to fight, as going to be as big as the Voice. He said he didn't know. but if Safrin couldn't stand against it on her own, then we are going to need everyone we can. I sent letters to the leaders with what Vi told me, but I haven't had any response. I hope we get--" he said, as if he were still a part of Halo's counsil "--more response from your letters." He shifted some in his chair, forehead etching with the lines of his thinking. "If you need me to go meet with anyone, I can. Traveling is faster and safer for me than anyone else."
Noah Olson
the forsaken
