“Noel Kreiss. Just Noel is fine.”
A ᴡᴀᴠᴇ ᴏғ ғᴀᴍɪʟɪᴀʀɪᴛʏ, he too shares the sentiment. Features radiate a certain youthfulness, the faintest of smiles. Oftentimes he is mistaken for naive, though his mind extends far beyond the obvious years. The pair had met in different circumstances, the subtle twists in time caused an erasure of prior memories detailing any sort of interaction in their history. A tip of the head and an extension of the arm is his response, while fingers grip in a firm shake. The union of their hands signifies he accepts the authenticity of the apology, and pardons any disorderly action on his part.
“Don’t worry about it, you’re just doing your job. How long have you been studying the gates anyways? You seem to be very fascinated by them.”
The knowledge he bears of the gates is broad indeed, but he does not own the devices. It is the goddess’ or the construction of Fal’cie, their capabilities surpass the majority of human minds. But like any creation of gods, he does not readily motivate himself to fully understand their construction nor their full purpose in this world. The gates are simply a means for him to cruise through the sea of time—— but he is no ruler of the realm, he is simply a passenger.
he can't help relieve a smile back.
from the shifting of his feet from the sensational tug
it brings to his senses─ as if he's recited the same
before, but the truth was just out of his reach, like
most things were.
" Collectively, roughly a few years. For me, it's only
been a few months physically on the field. I've
been studying these occurrences, and ashamedly
we've only been brought to light on the subject.
Though... Can you come with me, Noel? "
A wave of the hand motions the newcomer to follow
leading not too far away to a relatively mysterious
item, pulsing it glow it a green hue.
” This, I have been focusing on for years and
I still can't depict it's code. I'm sure that these
two are related to whatever is going on, but...
The answer just slips away from me. “
