[PQ] We're miles from way back when

the devil you know is better than the ghost you don't

In Halo, the springtime did not mean warmth. While the natives of this tundra may think it brings warmth, the reality is that it truly just brings the sun. However, the temperatures were still frigid and could be dangerous. Noah knew this well, and hew knew the masons he worked alongside did, and so they often took it easy and slow to prevent themselves from sweating too much. If they clothes got wet, their layers drenched, chill and sickness could fall on them easily. As he worked with the other natives, he watched how the others worked, especially Chulane. He knew that the man was smart, and had lived here now for a few months, but there were just some nuances in this land that took time getting used to -- like making sure to control your body from sweating too much when doing outside hard labor.

The day went on and as they finished up one task, the Warden had another for them. Noah was pleased with the planning it looks like she had taken, the measures to make this building a success for what they wanted. He moved over to the posts. Chulane and Hester set to work. Noah noticed the other woman who had taken a leading task in this, and waved for her attention. With Noah not knowing her, and not remembering her over the stay in the Academy for Longnight, he assumed she was an outlander. "You mind giving me a hand with this?" He asked her, already beginning to lift the post. Whether the tone of his voice was driven by the arduous nature of this building, or his normal response to outlanders, the girl wouldn't be able to tell. Truly, it was because of the tasks already accomplished. Noah was a generally amiable man, and he had no ill-will towards outlanders, or strangers in general.

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Noah asks Bea's help to lift a post!

so I sit and the scan the frequencies, watch the falling snow

Noah Olson