Noah laughed again at Deimos' response. He stood and gathered up his buckets again, chuckling to himself and filling them. He lifted another, though his head shot up at the comment about Deimos' shorts. Noah's mouth opened quickly to encourage the woman to try and that he would help her, but he stopped short.
The kiss caught Noah off guard. He had heard rumors, seen the glances, but Deimos had never explicitly said anything to him about his romantic endeavors with the Evergreen. But immediately he twisted himself into the role that Deimos himself once held. He made a gagging sound, holding his stomach. "I don't think Frey wants this contaminated." He said, an exaggerated gagging noise echoing out from the Sentinel as he stuck his face in an empty bucket.
