Noah
if there's a reason I'm still alive
when so many have died
when so many have died
The hunter lifted a hand, palm-side towards the boy, as he yelped and turned around. He hadn't meant to startle him. "Noah," He corrected the boy, a smile breaking his features some in an attempt to ease the awkwardness of surprising him. The hunter listened as the boy explained, a brow lifting as his curiosity piqued. "A tree? In Halo? Are you sure?" He asked, skepticism dripping thick from each syllable. Noah placed his hands in his pockets and cocked his head slightly, hmming for a moment. "Mind if I join you?" He asked. If there was a tree worth finding in Halo, Noah wanted to be a part of it. He was no longer a man to underestimate the works of the gods. Frey, surely, had something to do with this rumor, should it be true.
"Where did the other kids say it might be?" Noah inquired, turning some and opening the way to Belril's path again. Wherever the boy went, the man would follow.
then I'm willing to
wait for it
wait for it
