Noel by his own standards was considered an active man. Thus, finding himself tucked away in his lodgings was a rarity, one that usually never occurred. Due to the fact that he had grown accustomed to finding rest in the oddest of places, throughout his travels. Travels with a single person, whose name he hadn’t uttered in years....until now.
Honestly, he wouldn’t have believed it, least of all he wouldn’t have approached, if he wasn’t one hundred percent sure; sure that the woman he had spotted, was indeed the one he remembered. After all, how many people did he know with that shade of hair, akin to a rose? Two. The hunter could easily close the distance in a few strides, closing the gap from where they were, somewhat of a park you could say, near a school, he had to assume.
Lips soon press into a thin line, he was thinking too much. It couldn’t have been her, she was gone. However, he didn’t want the curiosity to eat away at him, it was already on the verge of driving him up the wall. Eliciting a soft huff, he decides right then and there. Long strides taken as he closes the distance between them, and a hand reaches out to grab the woman’s shoulder lightly. Voice slightly hesitant...
