Tal had looked up at Noah, as carefree as the courier ever was and trusting as a hound, but the favor that was asked rocked him back on his heels in a comical mirror to the Sentinel. The Messenger took a deep breath, his enthusiasm fading as he tried to wrap his head around a request that... well, had come out of nowhere to hit him in the side of the head.
"I'm honored, o'course, but... why me?" he asked slowly, brow furrowed. "Delia hasn't talked to me in ages an' I thought you an' Deimos were... y'know. Best friends or somethin.'" And what he thought of that, he kept to himself behind his confusion and spike of wariness at remembering that particular fact. "Wouldn't it make more sense t'ask him? I mean... he's actually in Halo, most o' th'time. Th'whole reason I'm here t'day is..." He gestured a little helplessly around at the houses of ill repute, gambling dens, massage parlors, and other such businesses that filled the Last Whisper. "My job. I'm barely in Halo anymore as it is, 'cept for deliverin' packages an' visitin' my family."
He reached up to rub the back of his neck, awkward embarrassment prickling there at not being able to give Noah an enthusiastic promise to drop his whole life to watch over someone he hadn't heard from in seasons. But it put him in a serious pickle when Flowerbirth was usually his busiest season after the LongNight lull. "I c'n definitely stop in an' check on 'em when I'm in Snowcloak," he offered hopefully, making a promise he felt he could reasonably keep. "An'... I dunno, maybe I c'n help you out here so you c'n get back to 'em faster?"
"I'm honored, o'course, but... why me?" he asked slowly, brow furrowed. "Delia hasn't talked to me in ages an' I thought you an' Deimos were... y'know. Best friends or somethin.'" And what he thought of that, he kept to himself behind his confusion and spike of wariness at remembering that particular fact. "Wouldn't it make more sense t'ask him? I mean... he's actually in Halo, most o' th'time. Th'whole reason I'm here t'day is..." He gestured a little helplessly around at the houses of ill repute, gambling dens, massage parlors, and other such businesses that filled the Last Whisper. "My job. I'm barely in Halo anymore as it is, 'cept for deliverin' packages an' visitin' my family."
He reached up to rub the back of his neck, awkward embarrassment prickling there at not being able to give Noah an enthusiastic promise to drop his whole life to watch over someone he hadn't heard from in seasons. But it put him in a serious pickle when Flowerbirth was usually his busiest season after the LongNight lull. "I c'n definitely stop in an' check on 'em when I'm in Snowcloak," he offered hopefully, making a promise he felt he could reasonably keep. "An'... I dunno, maybe I c'n help you out here so you c'n get back to 'em faster?"
