Draw the cat eye, sharp enough to kill a man
You did some bad things, but I'm the worst of them
You did some bad things, but I'm the worst of them
Concerned? Yes. Frightened? Less so by the minute. In fact, Noe found herself feeling quite bad for the poor kid. He was clearly hurt - in more ways than one - and she'd never been one to turn her back on someone in need. She chewed her lip for a moment, brow furrowed as she thought. "Wait here," she said. "I'll be right back." And then she walked briskly away.
When she returned, it was with a flask of liquid in her hands, and she approached with the sort of no-nonsense attitude that a nurse at the clinic might have. "Here," she said, thrusting the flask into his hands. "From the fountain." And she hovered until he'd taken a sip, determined to fix at least the physical wounds she could see.
Little did she know that she was treating the reason for her brother's heartbreak.
After a moment had passed and the boy had taken a drink from the flask (hopefully), Noe crossed her arms over her chest and regarded him with sympathy. "So... why'd you get into a fight?"
When she returned, it was with a flask of liquid in her hands, and she approached with the sort of no-nonsense attitude that a nurse at the clinic might have. "Here," she said, thrusting the flask into his hands. "From the fountain." And she hovered until he'd taken a sip, determined to fix at least the physical wounds she could see.
Little did she know that she was treating the reason for her brother's heartbreak.
After a moment had passed and the boy had taken a drink from the flask (hopefully), Noe crossed her arms over her chest and regarded him with sympathy. "So... why'd you get into a fight?"
Sometimes I wonder which one will be your last lie
They say looks can kill and I might try
They say looks can kill and I might try
Noe
