NOAH
Noah was not sure what this training session might entail, but he was interested. He moved towards the barracks with something in his step that might resemble excitement. The generally stoic hunter had very few things to look forward to these days, it seemed, but the more time he spent with Deimos, the familiar warmth of friendship filled him again. He hadn't realized how much losing the Hales had affected him, or the loss of Delphine, until he started to make a new friend.
Moving in, Noah shouldered up to a few soldiers who greeted him with friendly, jutting elbows and laughs, which he returned with a few shoves and firm shoulder pats. Most of the men and women gathered around here Noah had grown up with, learned alongside. Very few of them were outsiders, though there were some faces he didn't know. Noah chose the side with the most familiar faces, then turned towards Deimos and waited for instructions.
And if you drink the water,
It might just stop the pain
It might just stop the pain
