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Sorry, litt skrivesperra :<
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She reacted with silence to his words, but not with lack of communication. To the mention of Honoré and the rest of her family, she smiled brightly, and as they walked together down the path and towards the village she gave a little dance, just as he would have expected her to do back when she was younger. He smiled at her fondly, though he wondered how she had managed to stay this way. And he wondered who Ares was, as well. The details of Noir's life had been closed to him (as they should be, in a way) in the time before she disappeared, but she seemed completely unaffected by being on her own for so long. She hadn't seemed to change much after Brennt had attacked her, either. She was a puzzling thing. Though he felt the need to know more about these things, overprotective as always, he let it be for now. He trusted that she would tell him in time, if there was ever anything to tell. "So what are you going to do now? Do you want to live in the village or with your mother?" He was fairly certain that Tayui would not mind if it she came to live with them, seeing as Claudius still tailed her. It was always interesting, though, to hear what Noir had to say on such topics. Her logic was... fascinating.
Table by Jenny, thanks!
