4/16/2025, 7:16 PM
A torn up woman turned to face him, green eyes filled with what could only be described as utterly horrible fear, and the look of a beaten prey animal.
Nóttin had so many questions to ask her, so many things that he wanted to say. It felt so good to see someone from his childhood, to see someone else that understood him and his sister on some level. Her presence however might change some things for him in the future. Now he wanted Sol to see her and maybe they could bring her home. That is if she wanted to. To be honest though, where else would she even want to stay if not with them? Nothing else even crossed his mind in that moment.
Freya! It is you! When did you get here? What...what happened to you?He wanted to race over and embrace her in friendship. But something told him to stay back, as if his presence might scare her off completely.
Where...where you...in the tournament?
Nóttin had so many questions to ask her, so many things that he wanted to say. It felt so good to see someone from his childhood, to see someone else that understood him and his sister on some level. Her presence however might change some things for him in the future. Now he wanted Sol to see her and maybe they could bring her home. That is if she wanted to. To be honest though, where else would she even want to stay if not with them? Nothing else even crossed his mind in that moment.