I'm thankful you have people like that, truly. I... [Noah tries to think here, pausing.] I spent much of my childhood isolated from other people, as Sunday. I suspect it was how Gopher Wood made Sunday rely on him exclusively. [He exhales.] It is not a loneliness I would wish on anyone.
[But there is a bit of a laugh here, a harmless one.] Would you believe me if I said several of my friends have already told me they plan to "drag me back by my halo" if I begin to go down old paths? Jokingly, of course.
[But at the offer, Noah very clearly lets out a startled noise. It's apparent he wasn't expecting help at all.
His voice is soft, but there's warmth to it, a smile easily heard even though it can't be seen.]
...I would, actually. It's difficult to separate myself, at times, from the things I remember doing, back then. Regardless of how many times I hear it, actually believing that I shouldn't take the blame for Sunday's actions... [There's the sound of an exhale, and Noah shifts, one finger idly plucking a string on his violin. He'd brought it out to practice before the idea of contacting Dan Heng had struck him, and now it's simply there as an object to keep his hands busy.] I'm sure you understand. I would be grateful for any sort of help you'd be willing to give at all. Thank you, Dan Heng.
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[But there is a bit of a laugh here, a harmless one.] Would you believe me if I said several of my friends have already told me they plan to "drag me back by my halo" if I begin to go down old paths? Jokingly, of course.
[But at the offer, Noah very clearly lets out a startled noise. It's apparent he wasn't expecting help at all.
His voice is soft, but there's warmth to it, a smile easily heard even though it can't be seen.]
...I would, actually. It's difficult to separate myself, at times, from the things I remember doing, back then. Regardless of how many times I hear it, actually believing that I shouldn't take the blame for Sunday's actions... [There's the sound of an exhale, and Noah shifts, one finger idly plucking a string on his violin. He'd brought it out to practice before the idea of contacting Dan Heng had struck him, and now it's simply there as an object to keep his hands busy.] I'm sure you understand. I would be grateful for any sort of help you'd be willing to give at all. Thank you, Dan Heng.