With the spirit stag having done its work, Noah let his eyes fall to Talyson. When the courier's face turned back on him the relief and thankfulness flooded down Noah's spine and warmed him from the inside despite the nasty weather around them. He nodded and smiled, his glacier eyes softening briefly. "I thought that building this post office was a better use of our time than burying you." He hoped to lighten the mood with the joke, offering Tal his arm as he pulled himself up and out of the pothole.
Brushing his hands down his front, Noah turned to the door. "I've seen your building skills and they're much better than mine. I'll lift the heavy stuff." He flashed Tal a grin that he hoped would ease whatever the courier felt, and then went to work. He worked on trying to gather the biggest debris he couldwhich was hopefully a lot given his 40+: Near herculean strength and take it outside where he could make a pile for it to be used later for some kind of project.
Noah helps clear debris and rocks!
Brushing his hands down his front, Noah turned to the door. "I've seen your building skills and they're much better than mine. I'll lift the heavy stuff." He flashed Tal a grin that he hoped would ease whatever the courier felt, and then went to work. He worked on trying to gather the biggest debris he could
Noah helps clear debris and rocks!
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